Sledding on Hospital Hill
A Piece About Sledding on Hospital Hill as a Child: The playground neared all too quickly as I coursed through the snow at hyperspeed. My body became as frozen as the ice accelerating the sled that I squatted on. I had no opportunity to plan or even think of hopping from my sled and diving into the plush protection of the snow. As the bars of the playground that jutted from the earth, threatened to bring me to an abrupt halt, my body at last reacted. My arms let go of the handles and rose to protect my body and I leaned to the side, causing the board to slip out from beneath me and fly in one direction as I flew the other way. I was pelted by the snow under me as I tumbled forward, one of my legs colliding with the navy blue bar. The immense pain was enough to make me feel ill, and worse yet, I could hear the laughter of the kids around me. Embarrassment clouded my cheeks with a red pigment, further dissolving my white skin tone. The cold air had already pinked my nose and...