I’m made up of a thick gray jacket with black bulky pants.

I’m from the snowy hilltop among the mountains.

Where I’m from, there are loud talking people with snowboards and skis on their covered feet.

I'm from where you can stand in the ski lift line nervously holding your snowboard or skis waiting to go on the high bumpy cold lift.

I grew up on speedy and steep trails. 

Where we have snow blowing on our face like when it rains.

Where we go up in the lift and go down on our boards.

I'm from people passing you like a school hallway 

when you're going down the big snow covered volcano.

The mountain is in my blood.