Down the slope he went with tremendous speed. At first Jamie was terrified. He had never used a snowboard before. The snow sprayed up into his face as he went faster and faster. He leaned back, which caused him to turn to his left. Then he leaned forward, onto his toes, making him turn to the right.
‘Oh wow! I get it now,’ said Jamie as he began to snake his way down the slope with more control. ‘Woooo hoooooo!’ he shouted. He was really enjoying it now.
Jamie then popped out onto a main slope with many other skiers and snowboarders. He had a beaming smile, which stretched from cheek to cheek. What fun it was for him. He weaved his way through a line of children from the ski school before he reached the bottom of the run. He looked back up and saw the huge mountain he had just descended.
‘Oh boy, I see why uncle Roger likes being out here so much! It’s fantastic!’ Jamie saw that he had come, not just to the bottom of the ski run but also, to the bottom of the chair lift. ‘Here goes nothing,’ he said as he stood in front of the chair, which whizzed round the pole and scooped him up onto the great lift.
Up, up and up went Jamie enjoying the view all around him as he sat on the wide chair that he had all to himself. Each chair on the lift had enough space for six people to sit on. As the cable kept winding, Jamie kept moving further upwards towards the top of an even higher mountain. He breathed in the fresh chilled air as he began to see a vast range of mountains disappearing off into the distance. All of a sudden Jamie noticed something unusual.
‘Oh no!’ cried Jamie, as he realised what he was witnessing. ‘He’s going to fall!’
But as Jamie turned round in a hope that someone else was on the lift behind him he discovered he was all alone. It was the end of the day, the sun was beginning to set and the skiers and snowboarders were making their way back to their hotels and chalets.
The lift continued to take Jamie further up the mountain and, therefore, further away from the small child. ‘Hold on!’ shouted Jamie, hoping the child would hear and understand him. Jamie then lifted the bar, which secured him in his chair and he leaned forward. It was a long way down.
Then, it was as if he could hear the voice of Clarence coming from the clouds above him saying, ‘Fly Jamie! Fly!’
Jamie took a deep breath then dropped off the lift. As he fell he quickly pointed his finger upwards. He stopped still in the air, hovering with his snowboard still attached to his feet – there was no time to try removing it, he had a child to rescue!
Like lighting Jamie flew back down the mountain to the tree where the boy was hanging. As he drew nearer he could see the boy was attached to the branch by one of his trouser braces.
‘HOLD ON!’ shouted Jamie, but before he reached him his trouser brace slipped off the branch. The boy was falling headfirst and heading towards a large black rock on the snow below…
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