skiing trip

A teacher in Brundall, named Mr Dooley, organised a skiing trip on the 17^th December. As The Dodos class had heard about the trip last year, everyone wanted to go. The right equipment had been found as the class  set off to enjoy a fun-packed day ahead. Despite the miserable weather, we were still looking forward to it, some getting very excited.

Rumbling away, the coach came out of Brundall. Soon after the intrepid Dodos clambered into the vehicle, we had to get out again as it was a short journey. Certain individuals were jumping with excitement whilst others were terrified as me and my friends blocked the sweaty smell, coming from the well used ski boots, and got our boots on. An unfortunate happening meant that the Dodo’s missed a 15 minutes of the skiing lesson. A pupil broke the skis!!!

Finally, after half an hour of unbearable heat and kafuffle, we stumbled onto the slope with our measured skis in our arms. Our groups instructor, in which the crew named Santa (a seasonal costume gave us the idea), told us the safety points of skiing. Shortly after, a fun warm up awaited our group involving follow the leader.

In our 3 groups, the Dodo’s side-stepped up the nursery slope kitted up in our skis. Santa told us to keep our hands on our knees when we slide down the slope. After a few us shuffled onto the slope, though, they forgot and skidded down the slope; one individual slightly hurting herself.  As I progressed up the slope, I started to feel the nerves.

A group was disappointed because they didn’t get to go to the top, and the instructor stopped us before the other group. After changing back into our normal clothes, we chillaxed upstairs while eating lunch. There was a shortage of chair so the boys sneakily stole others.

Over it was a really enjoyable trip and a good experience for all of us.