I’m not looking to start a debate. I looking to set the record straight.
Skiers and Snowboarders need to play nice.
Both of us like the snow but despise the ice.
There is this big hill in front of us.
No need to charge down it like a runaway bus.
Make no assumptions about me and I’ll make none about you.
Be kind to your fellow snow lover and they’ll be kind too.
Just because I’m on a board doesn’t mean I’m rude or will cop an attitude.
Just because I’m a board doesn’t mean I’m in a mood.
Please know I can’t see all around.
I’m not trying to be out of bound.
But if you ski up behind me on my blind side.
I may end up bumping your ride.
Not because I want to.
Not because I dare.
But because I can’t see you around over there.
So let’s share the slopes without attitude or assumption.
Let’s ride this season while there’s still snow on the hill.
Let’s share this hill and have yet another thrill.
By Evil Joy
That was fun wasn’t it? My lovely poem was inspired by a few experiences this season. I’ve had more than one ski instructor mention to me (while riding a lift together with a board strapped to my foot!) how they look for the boarder kids because they know the kids board because of or they may have…attitude. I was appalled.
First – Did you not notice the board stuck to my foot here right night to your skis?
Second – I didn’t assume anything because you ski. Quite the opposite in fact. I don’t know how to ski. It looks cool but I’m afraid of two legs going in separate directions. So more power to YOU!
Third – I’ve had more skiers run into me and knock me over or cut me off than boarders this season.
Preconceptions and generalizations be damned.
You’ve got to understand. I’m overly aware of my surroundings. I make sure I’m well out of the way and not in the path of skiers while putting on my board. I get out of the way. I make sure my spawnily of six is compact and not taking up the top of hill while we get ready to ride. Since skiers are faster at the lift, we are courteous and let them ahead if arriving at the same time. If I fall getting off the lift I scoot my arse out of the way so I don’t force a lift stop. I look all around while STILL ABLE TO LOOK ALL AROUND (BECAUSE I’M NOT MOVING DOWN THE HILL WITH ONE FOOT IN FRONT OF THE OTHER) and make sure I’m not going to cut anyone off. Down the hill from me is my responsibility. Up the hill from me is not, but I’ll be damned if I’m not aware of all around me as much as I can.
And mostly, I don’t make assumptions about skiers. Please don’t make assumptions about me or my spawn.
So play nice. I play nice. Like Miley Cyrus, “I didn’t want to start a war.” Just want to share the hill.
EJ out – to write some more stellar poems for you my Lovies!
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