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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Sport or Fitness (02/15/07)

TITLE: New Years Eve Tobaggan Run
By Dawn Olsen
02/22/07


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"Do any of you think we're close to the fence?" "Everyone's yelling at us but I can't see anything!" "If you see something or think we're near the fence we can roll off but I don't think we're near the bottom yet!"
The girl in front pulled her stocking cap down over her eyes as powdery snow flew up into our faces.
It was New Year's Eve and the youth group tradition was to go tobagganing after the midnight services. It was a beautiful clear starlit night so we hadn't built a bonfire which turned out to be a mistake because the snow was so fine and powdery so we couldn't see a thing.
We'd driven about nine miles out of town to a farmers field with a great sledding hill. The hill had a "scooped out" center and of course, barbed wire fences marking the field edges.
Four of us, three girls and one guy were taking one last run and planned to head back to town to fix the hot chocolate and cookies for the rest of the gang. One girl asked me to take her glasses for her and then we were off, the girls first and the guy last.
All of a sudden, "wham", there was a loud crack as my head struck something. I thought we'd hit the telephone pole and maybe we were dying. The girl in front of me was much younger and screaming. I grabbed her to try to calm her. One fellow had run down the hill as he saw what was happening and quickly had his car beside us as we staggered out of the ditch. I glanced back up the hill and saw my brother tumbling and running down the hill as fast as he could. I was yelling for him as I knew he'd just had a first aide class and the girl was bleeding. The others were both bleeding as well but it was so dark we couldn't really tell how severe the cuts were. I was suprised to find glasses still intact in my mittened hand.
"Whose house shall we go to?" "Ours - Dad's an ambulance driver and he'll know what to do." We were small town country kids and had doctors in different small towns and it was New Years Eve and even the doctors were partying. It took awhile for everyones parents to be contacted and each one to the correct hospital or doctor.
The girl in front had stitches - her hat had holes where the barbed wire snapped and the wire probably would have hit her eyes if she hadn't pulled her hat down. She still has some facial scars. The boy in back must have caught the other end of the wire and had stitches also. The girl in the middle spent the night in the hospital with minor facial cuts and bruises and a bad headache. I had cuts inside my mouth and a sore head because we had smashed our heads together at impact.
Our tobaggan had somehow gotten directed straight along the ridge toward the fence instead of following the hollow of the hill. When the Dad's went back to fix the fence they realized we had missed the telephone pole by one or two inches and if the wire had not snapped there would likely have been a fatality. The Doctor's shook their heads when they realized the full story and were amazed we hadn't had worse wounds.
It was definitely a New Years Eve to remember.
Now looking back some thirty-seven years, I think of the enemy of our souls and how often he decieves us as we head down another "sin" slope. Sometimes our friends are trying to get our attention but we're blinded by the "snow" and we usually come to destructive consequences. Our Saviour, too, must lovingly shake His head as we come crying and repenting. I'm so glad He promises to always be available!


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Jacquelyn Horne02/23/07
This was a good story. Well written. Be careful, however, of apostrophes. I noticed it in Dad's and doctor's, there may have been more. It should read Dads and doctors.
Donna Emery02/25/07
This story definitely got my attention and I held my breath until the injuries were treated. Placing spaces between the paragraphs would be helpful for clarity, but the story is enjoyable just as it is.