My First Ski Trip

My family is very big into being active and healthy, so you can probably guess that means we have something to do no matter the season. We are more of a summer family and it can sometimes be difficult to find fun active things to do in the winter. I have never been good at any winter sports involving snow, weather it would be snow boarding, ice skating, or the worst skying. Before this trip to Mt. Bachelor I had never skied I had always snow boarded but I had never been any good at it. Lets just say I ended up on the ground more than I was standing. The rest of my family always skied and were fairly good at it so I decided I was give it a shot. To every ones surprise I was good at it too I practiced on the bunny hill for about an hour and by then my sister was getting frustrated and wanted to go to a bigger hill. I felt bad for holding back my family so I said that I could do it and I thought that I would be fine.
We got on the lift and it took forever to get to the top of were we where going and that was fine with me thinking "The longer to get to the top the more time to prepare myself. We get to the top and I start to go down but I go to fast and hit a snow bank. That was when I realized I was not ready for this hill but I still had to get down it. To my advantage a ski patrol guy had seen me and he was going to help me get down the easy way. My mom stayed with me too and so we all three made our way down a different rout. We go to one hill and I started to go to fast but I didn't know how to slow down or stop. I saw some ski flags that I thought meant there was a cliff and so I just bailed. But then the next problem came I bounced up when I hit the ground and was still flying. Then I hit a tree and blacked out. When I opened my eyes I was in a snowy hole next to a tree and they told me that people were on their way to get me.
Once they got their to save me they put me on a sled because they thought I may have hurt my back or broken bones and pulled me down the hill attached to a snow mobile. Then I was sent away in an ambulance to the hospital were they did X-rays. To every ones surprise I had no broken bones just a bruise and some muscle tares. Later we found out they had given me speed skis and thats why I was going so fast. Lets just say I have never gone skying sense and never will.