Boy leaves his boots behind |

Boy leaves his boots behind

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Some of my fondest teaching memories revolve around directing the Kelly Canyon Ski School, 12 miles north of Idaho Falls. Students in the program were shuttled to our area to learn how to ski as part of their school curriculum.One busy Saturday morning, an instructor told me that one of his young boys needed to use the restroom. He asked me if I wouldn’t mind supervising the child while he took the rest of his group over to the chairlift.I assented and waited for the boy to ski over to me. I had just finished telling the lad to go ahead to the restroom, when I was distracted by another problem.When my attention returned, I looked down beside me. There were his skis, poles and his boots still locked into the bindings. In the snow, a fresh trail of footprints led off to the restroom.- Kirby Dawson, Idaho Falls, IdahoA whole lotta snowYears ago, when Jean LeGras was director of the ski school, he went to great lengths to invite special groups to the resort to learn how to ski.One such group was the National Brotherhood of Skiers. The Brotherhood is composed of successful black businessmen, businesswomen and their families from all over the country.The 13-year-old son of one of the members was standing outside the lodge in his boots, looking lost. Jean approached the boy and asked him,”Say, young man. You look lost. Have you ever skied here before?”The boy lowered his eyes and scowled, “Skied? I’ve never seen snow before!”- Eddie Stein, Alpine Meadows, Calif.Open mouth, insert gogglesOne snowy afternoon I was assigned to teach the afternoon lessons. While getting acquainted, all three of my goggle-clad students discovered that they were attending the same conference in town.The first student commented on how boring the morning’s speaker was. The second one agreed he was the worst that she had ever endured.The third student introduced himself as the speaker.- Phil Krichbaum, VailVail, Colorado

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