I wish that I was Peter Pan. It's not fair - they're making me leave school - I'm too old to stay! It means I can't go on another ski trip! Of course I'll always have the memories

This years trip was perhaps the best yet. As it turns out, there was a plentiful supply of lovely snow and lots of ridiculously sunny days to keep everybody happy on the slopes for hours. The resort was really picturesque with lots of trees. The village of Villeneuve itself was nice with one vital feature - a pizza place for the nights when dinner at the hotel was not entirely delicious. One night our meal stayed fast in place even when the plate was held vertically! But I guess that's all the fun.

I think that, this year especially, everybody on the trip felt like one big group. It was good to share the fun with such nice people. Everybody got involved in the games night (which my team won by the way) so all the year groups mixed together which makes a difference.

By the end of the week nobody wanted to go home - we all wanted to be back on the slopes the next day. But we had to, taking with us the memories of our excellent week, a few muscle twinges and an all encompassing sense of achievement. For me it was learning to turn and achieve first level in snowboarding, for others it was progressing a level from last year and some are advanced enough to undertake an instructors course which they hope to do in their gap years.

We finished off the trip with almost everybody crammed into one room to watch the blood moon appear over the alpine horizon. It was quite surreal to be sitting in the cold and d ark surrounded by the snow and silence as the moon changed in front of us

Overall, this trip was amazing, so thank you Mr Grieve and Mr Stewart and to everybody on the trip who made that week the best I've had.

Keira Weir - 6A