An autobiography of the incident when I went sking for my first time

THE FIRST TIME Slush, Slush, Slush, 'Ahhhhhhhhhh!' 'Well, there goes another graceful one,' I looked admirably down the slope, 'How do they do that?' 'With lots of practice?!' Veronica replied sarcastically. 'No kidding!' I gave her a look. Then with a unsure voice I said, 'I'm going to try it myself, wish me luck.' 'Break a leg?!' 'Ha, Ha, very funny.' Slowly, I crabbed walked up the …

…like without sitting uncomfortably in the plane. Maybe next time I go back to see my folks in Taiwan, I'd be able to get through with the flight without feeling air sick all the time. I sure hope so, because I wouldn't want to run into the bathrooms and barf all over their toilets again, then have the next little girl going into that bathroom and run out with her nose pinched tightly saying, 'Mommy