Writing about a day at the mountain

The mountains are empty except for the ski-lift operators and some expert skiers who hope to be the first to leave their mark on the trails. The sun has just risen, and a thick coat of fog has nestled beneath the pine trees. The air is crisp and cool, and I can smell the remnants of a fire somewhere not far in the distance. It snowed heavily last night, so the ground is blanketed with a fresh layer of snow. It's that perfect texture, the kind of snow you want to pick up and press together.

I place my feet into my boots, then slide them into my skis, making sure to hear the click. As I inch my way to the ski-lift, the cool air rushes past my face. My cheeks are flushed, but it doesn't matter. It just adds to the excitement. I insert my poles deeper into the snow, then push off. My skis glide through the snow, leaving traces behind. Exhilaration runs through my veins as I lunge forward. I repeat this process until I reach the concrete stand of the lift. Gripping my poles tightly in one hand, I hold out the other for balance and wait for the chair.

Once seated, I silently admire the surroundings. I hold out a gloved hand and let the snowflakes settle on it. I watch them linger, and slowly disappear. Tiny icicles have formed on all the trees and shine brightly in the sun. People have begun to gather at the base of the mountain, and a long line has formed in front of the lift. My mouth curves into a smile; I am relieved that I got an early start.

The top of the ski lift is now visible in the distance atop a blanket of mist, so I sit up quickly. My legs dangle restlessly as I prepare to dismount. With my poles still in one hand, I slide down the mound of snow and curve around the cluster of people in front of the lift. Eager to take advantage of the fresh snow, I glide over to the side of the mountain and find a trail that looks appealing. I take a deep breath and begin to move down the mountain, rotating my body each time I turn.

As I swiftly slide down the mountain, the air shoots past my body, and I imagine I am skiing all alone. In deep concentration, I focus on my form and keep my skis parallel. When I reach the bottom, I am disappointed, but eager to try again.

I ski all day until the mountains are once again empty and no longer covered with thick, loose snow. Patches of slick ice are now exposed. My body is exhausted, yet I am still in high spirits, wanting to continue. Over come by fatigue, though, I unbuckle my boots, signifying the end of skiing for the day. I carry my skis over one shoulder and trudge through the thick slush that covers the base of the mountain. Satisfied with my performance, I leave the mountain with a smug smile.

Tempted to take another run, I stop and turnaround. The clouds have emerged and covered a large portion of the sun, so threequarters of the mountain looks dark. The mountain seems so large and overbearing, with the skiers merely scattered dots. I enviously watch people sipping steaming hot chocolate through the lobby windows, and head toward the hotel. There's always tomorrow.

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1. read the following excerpt from franklin d. roosevelt's "fireside chat 19":

on the other side of the picture, we must learn also to know that guerilla warfare against the germans in, let us say serbia or norway, us; that a successful russian offensive against the germans us; and that british successes on land or sea in any part of the world strengthen our hands.

remember always that germany and italy, regardless of any formal declaration of war, consider themselves at war with the united states at this moment just as much as they consider themselves at war with britain or russia. and germany puts all the other republics of the americas into the same category of enemies. the people of our sister republics of this hemisphere can be honored by that fact.  

the true goal we seek is far above and beyond the ugly field of battle. when we resort to force, as now we must, we are determined that this force shall be directed toward ultimate good as well as against immediate evil. we americans are not destroyers — we are builders.

analyze the effectiveness of this excerpt. how does it function within the speech as a whole? how does the structure of the excerpt to convey the speech's purpose and key points? support your argument with evidence from the speech. (10 points)