My first time skiing in Korea was an unforgettable experience. It was a cold winter day, but the air on the mountain was fresh and full of energy. Wearing a bulky ski suit, I struggled just to stand steady on the skis. The first slope made me shake with nervousness, and before I knew it, I tumbled down, snow flying everywhere. But after a few tries, I managed to glide through short stretches. The feeling of sliding over the smooth, white snow was incredible—both thrilling and joyful. It was truly a memorable day!