Last April, my uncle (1)
(invite) my sister and me to
join him and his children on a skiing holiday in Almaty. On the first day at
the Shymbulak ski resort, Uncle Kenes (2)
(book) a
morning of lessons for us, and while we (3)
(learn)
how to stop and change direction, he (4).
(enjoy) a
cup of hot chocolate. At some point, 1 (5)
(concentrate)
so hard on my ski movements that I (6)
(not look)
where I (7)
(go). As a result, 1 (8)
(crash) into my sister, Arai, and she (9)
(fall down.
The instructor (10)
(not see) us because he
(11)
(show) another person in the group how to
hold her ski poles when the accident (12)
(happen).
However, as soon as he (13)
(hear) Arai scream in
pain, he (14)
(run) over to us. Unfortunately, Arai and
I had both sprained our ankles! So, for the rest of the week, while our
cousins (15)
(have) fun on the ski slopes, Arai and I
(16)
(spend) our time going up and down the
mountains on the chair lifts and cable cars. The views (17).
(be) spectacular, so we still (18)
(feel) very lucky to
be in such an amazing place. Hopefully, we'll be luckier in the future and
actually learn how to ski!​