Coronet Peak, NZ (Ski Press)-This morning Dad said to hurry hurry hurry eat your breakfast you slept-in and we have to go skiing so I ate three sausages they were only small sausages but they gave me a stomachache and I told Dad but he just wouldn't listen and he said all you need is some fresh air and Mom said it was because I was wearing so many layers but it wasn't and on the ride up to the mountain I threw up. I threw up all over my jacket and my pants and my face and into my ski boot. And I threw up all over Mom and she had to give me her top to wear and it was a very special top and finally we went skiing. In the afternoon I had to do wees and I told Dad and he told me no you don’t and I said yes I do and he said no you don’t and I said yes I do but on the lift I didn’t have to wee any more and we skied down and I really really had to go and Dad said no let’s get on the lift and go skiing again and I went up again and we skied again. Now I really really really REALLY had to go but when I got to the girl’s room it was too late and I made wees in my ski pants. And that wasn't all. I weed on my underwear. And that wasn't all. I dropped my ski glove in the toilet. There was no wee in the toilet because I had weed my pants but the glove was in the toilet and I had to get it out of the toilet and it was all wet and my ski pants were all wet and my underwear was all wet and this was my worst ski day ever and it’s all Dad’s fault. — as told to Jules Older on top of Coronet Peak, Queenstown, New Zealand