Paola Catch

My Story with the Name Paola is dedicated to my cousin Paola. My cousin is adopted and came into our life when I was about five or six years old. She is a few years younger than me. I still remember the first day I met her. We had a family meeting at the House of uncle Hans Klessinger. Paola, my little Brother and I we're riding on the back of my father and there are still pictures from it. My story about her is quite scary and a nightmare I dream sometimes. We had this ski vacation house in Austria Tirol, we're we spend ski holidays together. One time, Paola jumped too early out of the ski lift and fall into the emergency net at the exit station. Like a fish or a butterfly in the spider's net, she was crumbling with her skis in it, ready to get cooked by the mountains. I have terrible nightmares about this Ski Lifts and can't image the trauma. What is Your vacation nightmare, a spider's net and the name Paola?