I dreamt that I was going skiing, although I really don't know how. I was with someone who was going boarding, and there was some discussion between boarding vs. skiing, ski injuries and switching back to a different one after an injury. It seemed to make sense, just not with old ways of thinking (or current).
I was with some little girls. They seemed to be either under my care for that day, or just around me, so I felt responsible. We were on some sort of obstacle course that started on a trail in the snow, pretty simple, their dad was trailing behind. It was a black family and it seemed the mother wasn't around anymore. I was happy to help the little girls and give them some female support. The obstacle turned into a bit of a strange structure that was narrow, awkward and challenge to traverse. I watched out for the three of them, making sure none of them would fall. Myself and one of them somehow ended up on the ground and need to get back up to finish. We did want to finish. So I thought I would climb up first and then help her up. She surprised me though and climbed up a part of the structure that wasn't meant for climbing. I was happy to see that she could think of this and was confident enough to do it. We finished the course.
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