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November 2021

Power of Place

Away from My Place

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Have you found your place to escape? I found my place, that place is a freezing cold ski hill. I found my place the second I realized ski racing was a sport I wanted to pursue. The freedom I feel when my skis touch the snow is not comparable to any feeling in the world. 

    I love skiing because it lets me escape my problems and stress for a couple hours. That's why this one year in 2018 I needed the mountain the most. It was January 2018 which is the prime ski season in the east when I was told I couldn’t practice or ski in general. My parents were on the other side of the world, and all I wanted to do was ski.

    In January 2018, my parents left for Africa and my grandparents probably didn't want to get up at 5am every weekend for my training. The only thing  I wanted to do when I thought about missing my parents was ski to escape the bad thoughts. I almost begged my grandparents every weekend to bring me to train just once so I could relax for a couple hours. But when my parents returned the only thing I could think about was skiing. That cold brisk morning in the beginning of February my skis hit the snow and I was relieved of every ounce of stress imaginable that had built up over those last weeks.

    In January 2018, my parents left for Africa and my grandparents probably didn't want to get up at 5am every weekend for my training. The only thing  I wanted to do when I thought about missing my parents was ski to escape the bad thoughts. I almost begged my grandparents every weekend to bring me to train just once so I could relax for a couple hours. But when my parents returned the only thing I could think about was skiing. That cold brisk morning in the beginning of February my skis hit the snow and I was relieved of every ounce of stress imaginable that had built up over those last weeks.

    Just the feeling of my skis hitting the snow was a relief on its own but the feeling of being back at my home mountain felt great. Flying down trails and getting air just made up for the weeks that I had missed. The runs only last a couple minutes at most but the relief I felt when I was done overcame me. I was so happy. It didn't matter how long I was away or if my friends didn't like how long I was gone the mountain was there for me to escape to. 

    There is a place for you. You just need to find it.


The Power of Family

Family is my support system

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“It didn’t matter how big our house was; it mattered that there was love in it.” — Peter Buffett

Whenever I need it my parents or grandparents always hear me out and I would do the same. I could be mad about anything like grades, siblings being annoying or being stressed but I knew I could talk to my parents. The fact that I can talk to my parents about anything makes me less stressed. My parents want me to talk to them so I will without the worry of saying something bad.  No time where I needed to talk to my parents more was after a long week where each day got worse as the day went on. I had so many tests, some good, some bad, and my exhaustion did not help with that. I walked into my house on a gloomy Friday night and my parents knew something was up. I walked into my room and the tears began running out of my eyes like waterfalls. The next thing I know my parents were in the doorway of my room trying to figure out what is wrong. My mom arms around me so tight, my dad asking me why the week was the worst imaginable. It didn't matter what I did or what happened, my parents and family supported me. The thing is my family, it won't matter who is bad or good this week. My family will try and figure out what's wrong or what they can do. The only thing that mattered to my parents was that I was okay in the end.  Family will always be something to fall back on, and I hope that in the future it will stay that way.