A group of skiers, who camped on a skiing camp, went all at once to ski. John, a very adventurous skier,
wanted to try a steep slope so he asked, “Does anyone want to ski down that slope?”
The entire crew looked at each other in fear and shook their heads, “Nope.” John, fearless of the steep slope, went on it for hours. One of his skies broke and it was turning dark. So he decided to walk back.
For hours he walked, but his way back he couldn’t find. He fell through a crack and wounded his arm. His blood froze like a frozen river. He walked and walked, but he wouldn’t find the camp.
He walked when he couldn’t ski, he crawled when he couldn’t walk. When his legs were numb, he dragged himself with his hands. When his hands were numb, he zigzagged his body forward like a snake.
But every move forward was painful. He wanted to give up. But he kept at it. Seventeen miles he crawled leaving a red trail from his wound.
Then he said, “I can go no further.” He lay still hopeless on the cold snow and his body froze like a piece of frozen chicken. Minutes later, he died.
Next day, the storm was clear. Skiers woke up and one step from the camp they found a body. It was John’s body.
~Told by Dr. Robert Gilbert
“No matter what circumstances you are going through, you might be a step away from attaining your dreams. Think again before giving up.”
~Andres Lara
