ImpactA Story by JesseLKelloggA true life story about a near death experience and what I learned from my mistake. Also a mock college essay.Impact Blood
dripped from my lips as I lay in a steep icy sea of snow. My legs were askew and pain shot from my
pelvis to my head, reminding me of the harsh impact with a tree I had
experienced just seconds before. An hour earlier my family, a few close friends
and I arrived at the Hunter Mountain Snowboarding Resort. A welcoming smell of
pumpkin spice radiated throughout the lobby. After walking to the reception
desk, both families signed in and received their equipment. Matthew, my close
friend, and I were led by a professional trainer to a small bunny slope for
training. I truly needed training, for it was my first time officially
snowboarding. The teacher made it clear leaning is a supreme tactic when trying
to turn. We practiced for around thirty minutes while brisk wind washed fine
snow particles into our exposed faces. Once our trainer thought we were
knowledgeable enough, he allowed us to ride the lift to a small slope; the
“family” slope. The sight from the
lift was outstanding; it made me look forward to the thrills ahead. Lush green
pines spread throughout the fresh fluffy white snow. My body began to tremble
once nearing the top, however, the lift continued once arriving, thus we
prepared to hastily hop off. Without much trouble I stood up and slid over to
the hill. Standing near the edge, I bravely stared down the slope. I wasn’t so
confident at the time, thus, I kindly allowed Matthew to go first. He slowly
proceeded down the not so steep incline. After taking a shallow breath, for the
air was thin at this height, I advanced to the edge of the descending slope.
Leaning forward in terror, I started my daring trip down the haunting slope. I
leaned to bring myself parallel with the width of the hill to slow my descend.
Proceeding down the hill, I gained more confidence with each passing second. My
legs became accustom to the strenuous rotating. Eventually, I made it to the
bottom without falling once. Wanting to ride again, I ascended on the lift.
After a faster ride down the hill, my friend Matt bet we could ride the
intermediate hill. My younger sibling and his friends followed us to the lift.
I felt fully confident, thus we proceeded up a different lift to take on the
harder hills. The air became colder and my breath shallower.
Moreover, my legs began shaking as I stared at the intimidating intermediate
hill. Its sharp turns and icy path impaired even seasoned veterans. I stared at
death face to face; I was terrified. Upon reaching the top, I looked down at the
abrupt fall of the hill. The incline looked significantly steeper here then on
the lift. Wind wailed around my body, weakening my ability to stand. I felt
dizzy for a moment, but regained confidence when I recognized Matthew edging up
to the slope. The calming smell of pine wisped through the air and cleared my
head. Although hesitant, peer pressure completed my confidence as we pushed off
down the hill. Beginning with a
slow descent, I thought, “Why was I even scared? This hill is simple.” After
the first turn the hill became steeper, the second even more vertical. Wind
howled past my body, making tears streak around my face. My speed increased
exponentially as I darted down the daunting hill. The hill was much more
difficult then I imagined, but I pressed on, not wanting my friends to belittle
me. Pieces of ice shot up from my
snowboard, blinding my view of what lay ahead. After clearing the melted ice
from my eyes, I spotted an abrupt left turn. Reaching the bend, I felt horror
overcome my body. The incline was nearly 65 degrees. The rapid fall increased
my speed to surpass any previous velocity of mine. I struggled to slow my
descent, but it was in vain. Somehow my board shifted around and made me turn
backwards. I was now staring at the icy terrain beneath me, unaware what was to
come. Thankfully the
board started gripping the slick ice, however, it didn’t bring me to a stop.
Without warning, I felt the board lose friction with the ground. While flying
through the air I truly thought I was about to die. About a half second later
my lower back impacted a large pine. My body caught up with the initial impact
and smacked into the tree. Pain gnawed though my body, crawling up my back and
to my head as I let out a screech. I fell ten feet lower on the steep cliff,
landing with my face downward and my feet awry upward. To my surprise, I wasn’t
dead, but I thought my back was shattered. I believed I’d never be able to walk
again, restrained to a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I cried out for
Matthew, because I didn’t want him to leave me. He came to the edge and quickly
flagged down his brothers to watch me. Matthew road his snowboard to the
nearest building and told them what happened. A rescue squad hurried to my aid.
They stumbled down the steep incline to help me. One tested to see if I could
feel anything below my waist; I answered yes. The crew carefully
lifted my body from the cliff and laid me in a sled behind their snowmobile.
The snowmobile started up and brought me to the safety of a warm building.
Although restrained to a wheelchair for the rest of the day, not a bone was
broken and I recovered within a few days. This was truly a miracle. This experience
taught me three things: one, listen to advice and instruction with extreme
care, two, be patient and don’t push yourself too quickly, three, never give
up. I’m determined to apply these principles to my life. They will allow me to
excel above others while setting a good example. I will lead courageously, not
willing to give up, but know my limits; reject passivity, listen to advice
while accepting discipline. Once my body
recovered, I returned to the dreaded Hunter Mountain Snowboard Resort. Although
skeptical, I used my past mistakes as an advantage. This time I carefully
listened to my teacher’s instructions. I mimicked his every move, soaking in
his precious information. My instructor and I rode the lift to a gradual hill.
I practiced my turning with care, honing my skills to take on the black
diamonds. After almost 30 minutes of turn training, I was ready to dive down my
first black diamond. I conquered the
hill with ease and satisfied my hunger for revenge. Listening to my teacher’s instruction, I
glided back and forth down the hill to slow my decent. I’ll never forget how
important heeding instruction is. Furthermore, patiently training instilled
knowledge inside of me to defeat the hill I once dreaded. Falling off the hill
was a good thing for my future. It showed me to not be hasty when lacking the
knowledge or skills needed to take on more difficult tasks. If I had been patient riding the easy hills
until I could do them blind folded, I’d much more easily have taken the sharp
turn that almost killed me. Although terrified
of the daunting Hunter Mountain, I returned. I didn’t give up because of my
near death experience. I persisted and
challenged the hills yet again. One who is determined will succeed in life.
Furthermore, that person will rise above others, not willing to back down. His
tenacious attitude grants him unparalleled endearment from his managers and
coworkers. That’s why I strive to be that person.
When you accept me
into your college, I will strive to excel in whatever I do. I will learn from
my mistakes while heeding discipline and instruction to become a better
student. I will set a hardworking
example and teachers will enjoy me as a student because I will listen,
question, and then apply their words. I’ve carefully studied your prestigious
programs. Your welding class will help me abound in my area of expertise. I’ve
read your teachers are not only the best; they perfectly relay the information
their students need to succeed. Your campus is clean and bright which displays
dedicated care for your students. There isn’t a better school for me to join.
I’m looking forward to seeing you next semester. © 2015 JesseLKelloggAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 3, 2015 Last Updated on December 22, 2015 Tags: Snowboarding, adrenaline, pain, blood, speed, family, friends, fun, College, Essay, Life lessons, learing, knowledge AuthorJesseLKelloggLecanto, FLAboutI'm a simpleminded sinner saved by the grace of God. I love to making others smile and laugh; it's my part-time job. Give'em Heaven! more..Writing
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