UncategorizedGliding Man

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a onblur=”try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}” href=”http://www.webskis.com/uploaded_images/wintercabin-753022.JPG”img style=”float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;” src=”http://www.webskis.com/uploaded_images/wintercabin-752971.JPG” border=”0″ alt=”” //abr /br /br /Gliding Man lived in a cozy cabin in the forest at the base of the Great Solda Mountains. In the winter Gliding man rose early every day to study the snow. He carefully watched the weather and observed the beautiful shapes of snow crystals. He took the temperature of the snow and scooped handfuls of snow, blowing the flakes into the winter air. Gliding Man would then return to his shop in the back of the cabin and pour over his notebooks and begin to cook up a wax that would allow skis to glide with the speed of the wind. br /br /a onblur=”try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}” href=”http://www.webskis.com/uploaded_images/bert-ski1-760269.jpg”img style=”float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;” src=”http://www.webskis.com/uploaded_images/bert-ski1-760196.jpg” border=”0″ alt=”” //abr /br /Late in the afternoon one day Gliding Man stepped outside the shop with his favorite pair of old, cold snow skis. It was time to stretch his legs and try the wax that he had been cooking up all day. He skied through the forest in the falling snow and listened to the forest sounds. A gentle breeze fanned the falling flakes and whispered in the trees. He was filled with the joy of moving along the trail when he heard a new sound. It was an unhappy voice crying in the trees. br /br /Gliding man followed the voice and came upon a young woman in the woods. She was working hard to make time on the trail on skis that would not glide. It was getting dark and as the light dimmed she knew that the monsters that lived on the dark side of the mountain would be venturing out for no good purpose. Gliding man knew the monsters from the dark side well and knew he must help this skier get home to safety. He called to the woman and said he was there to help her to glide away to safety. br /a onblur=”try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}” href=”http://www.webskis.com/uploaded_images/skier.large-785551.JPG”img style=”float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;” src=”http://www.webskis.com/uploaded_images/skier.large-785548.JPG” border=”0″ alt=”” //abr /br /Gliding man then reached into his Solda pack and found a small cube of special magic wax. He asked the young woman for her skis and he rubbed the magic wax onto the base of her skis. He used a cork to polish the wax and with his magic monster-hair brush he finished the application of the magic wax. It was almost dark when he waved to the young woman as she glided, quickly down the trail toward her home. As she was almost out of sight she stopped and turned. She said, “My name is Petra, and I thank you for the magic wax. I know I will ski swiftly home.” Gliding man smiled and returned to his cabin in the forest at the base of the Solda Mountains.br /br /Not long after that afternoon in the forest Gliding Man was reading the Ski Racing News. He saw a picture of a jubilant young woman named Petra who had just won a ski race. She was gliding over the snow like the wind.br /br /a onblur=”try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}” href=”http://www.webskis.com/uploaded_images/petra1-718206.jpg”img style=”float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;” src=”http://www.webskis.com/uploaded_images/petra1-718204.jpg” border=”0″ alt=”” //adiv class=”blogger-post-footer”img width=’1′ height=’1′ src=’https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6589659500745667109-6103361158110281652?l=www.webskis.com%2Fwebskisblog.html’ alt=” //div

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