The Sport for Me
I think I’d like to learn to ski.
It looks like just the sport for me.
I want the fun and all the thrills
of racing down those snowy hills.
I dream that, someday, I will see
those snowy hills and learn to ski.
But not today. That’s how it goes
when, where you live, it never snows.
— Kenn Nesbitt
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Reading Level: Grade 2
Topics: Seasonal Poems, Sports
Poetic Techniques: Irony, Lyric & Dramatic Poems
About This Poem
This poem is sort of a true story. It never snowed in the winter where I grew up, and I always wanted to go to the snow to go sledding (though skiing looked a little too scary to me).
I finally got my wish when I was 11 years old and my school took the students on a field trip to the mountains to experience the snow. On that field trip, the first time I ever went sledding, I crashed into a tree and broke my leg. (I wrote another poem about that called This Winter I Went Sledding.) It wasn’t until I was in my 30’s that I moved to a place where it snows in the winter and I finally learned how to ski. It wasn’t so scary after all.
What about you? Is there a sport that you would like to learn? If you can’t learn that sport where you live, maybe you could at least write a poem about it.
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