I ski instructed a green/blue group.

Last weekend I instructed a green/blue group of kids. There were only two, but I had never taught that high of a level before. I used to only teach magic carpet and never ever skiers, but now I got out of the pit(what the instructors call the bunny hill), and taught on the big mountain. Since we had more instructors than kids, I taught them with my friend, Isabel. We were supposed to have three kids, but one of them did not know how to ski at all, so I brought him to a lower group. We skied greens in the morning, despite Petra and Keenan’s complains to go on Deer Run, a blue trail. Right after lunch, we took the gondola up and took deer run. Keenan is a lot faster than Petra, and this made Petra unhappy. Petra also claimed that she didn’t have to turn, even though she did so willingly the way down. She also kept on saying she was really cold and wanted to see her parents. She whined about this all the way down. I learned later that Keenan said under his breath, I’m getting really sick and tired of hearing her cry. Keep in mind that these kids are 5 and 4 years old. As we got down to the gondola, we decided to split up, I was going to take Petra inside for the rest of the day, and I get to go home early, while Isabel skis with Keenan for the rest of the day, and we split the tip. I sat with Petra for a little bit before I would go, to make sure she wouldn’t want to go out again, but after a little bit, she said that she wanted to go outside again. I sighed, and decided to take her out on one last deer run run, just as long as she doesn’t complain at all. She agreed, we took the gondola up, and slowly made our way down the trail. When we got back Keenan and Isabel were sitting down at the table, waiting for the parents to come in. I sighed, filled out all of the paperwork, and left the cold, rainy mountain. This really tested my patience as a ski instructor and a person.