Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Wired
    Wired
    Wired
    Ebook74 pages43 minutes

    Wired

    By Sigmund Brouwer

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    Keegan Bishop, championship skier, is almost injured by a wire strung across the ski run.

    Snowboard tracks leading away from the trap are the only clue as to who might be responsible. Keegan teaches himself to snowboard so he can find the culprit on the snowboarding slopes. When Keegan discovers that someone has been stealing snowboards and skis at Bear Mountain resort, and the girl he's just met is somehow involved, he must face his fears and test his new snowboarding skills in a run for safety.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOrca Book Publishers
    Release dateSep 1, 2005
    ISBN9781554697823
    Wired
    Author

    Sigmund Brouwer

    Sigmund Brouwer is the award-winning author of over 100 books for young readers, with close to 4 million books in print. He has won the Christy Book of the Year and an Arthur Ellis Award, as well as being nominated for two TD Canadian Children’s Literature Awards and the Red Maple Award. For years, Sigmund has captivated students with his Rock & Roll Literacy Show and Story Ninja program during his school visits, reaching up to 80,000 students per year. His many books in the Orca Sports and Orca Currents lines have changed the lives of countless striving readers. Sigmund lives in Red Deer, Alberta.

    Read more from Sigmund Brouwer

    Related to Wired

    Related ebooks

    Children's Sports & Recreation For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      Are You A GIRLY-GIRL?

      Sep 7, 2022

      Are You A GIRLY-GIRL?
      1 min read

    • Article

      Whoa! How Embarrassing!

      Jul 4, 2019

      Whoa! How Embarrassing!
      3 min read

    • Article

      Whoa! How Embarrassing!

      Sep 30, 2020

      Whoa! How Embarrassing!
      2 min read

    • Article

      Fighting The War Against Germs

      Nov 4, 2021

      Your skin and antimicrobial chemicals in your tears and saliva are your first line of defence against bacteria, fungi and viruses that cause harm. These microorganisms that can make you sick are known as pathogens. You also have an army of attack-rea

      2 min read

    • Article

      Trust Your Instincts

      May 22, 2019

      Trust Your Instincts
      5 min read

    • Article

      OFF THE leash

      Feb 10, 2020

      OFF THE leash
      4 min read

    • Article

      Hardline Heroine

      Oct 17, 2022

      Hardline Heroine
      7 min read

    • Article

      Solo Summit

      Aug 11, 2022

      Solo Summit
      7 min read

    • Article

      Yeah Gnar everest

      Jul 25, 2022

      Yeah Gnar everest
      7 min read

    • Article

      Breaking Point

      Jan 6, 2022

      Breaking Point
      6 min read

    • Article

      Way Out West

      Mar 17, 2020

      Way Out West
      9 min read

    • Article

      Watch Your Step

      Nov 19, 2020

      Watch Your Step
      5 min read

    • Article

      A GUST OF WIND Could Have Killed Me

      Jan 11, 2023

      Jumping out of the plane at 12,000 feet and seeing the ground rush towards me, I’d never felt such exhilaration. This is awesome, I thought. At 21, I was doing my first skydive. I’d always loved extreme sports. I started skateboarding and rollerbladi

      3 min read

    • Article

      Defying Death

      Apr 15, 2021

      Defying Death
      4 min read

    • Article

      Trapline Dangers

      Aug 21, 2019

      Trapline Dangers
      7 min read

    • Article

      The Space Between

      Feb 24, 2022

      The Space Between
      7 min read

    • Article

      A Fall From Mt Rolleston

      Dec 23, 2019

      A Fall From Mt Rolleston
      3 min read

    • Article

      Homestead Safety

      Nov 9, 2018

      Homestead Safety
      5 min read

    • Article

      The Battle of Bloukrans

      Dec 16, 2019

      The Battle of Bloukrans
      9 min read

    • Article

      The Lineup

      Sep 21, 2020

      Crazy new board tech in crazy new pool tech! We can see why Louie went wave-pool mad during this year’s Board Bible, and Josh didn’t miss a frame. One thing we do know is everyone wants to get back there—soon! Big shout out to Mens Shred. Although we

      2 min read

    • Article

      Derby Day

      Sep 28, 2022

      Derby Day
      4 min read

    • Article

      Derby Day

      Sep 21, 2022

      Derby Day
      4 min read

    • Article

      Better Safe Than Sorry

      Mar 19, 2021

      Better Safe Than Sorry
      3 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Wired

    0 ratings

    0 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Wired - Sigmund Brouwer

      Chapter One

      I stood at the top of the mountain. Above me was bright blue sky and pale winter sun. Below me was a mile to the finish line. Steve, my coach, stood beside me. He wanted me to reach the finish line in less time than it takes to eat a sandwich.

      Keegan, he said. I see that look on your face.

      What look?

      You’re thinking about Garth. Don’t.

      Yes, I was thinking about Garth, one of the other racers on the team. Garth had broken both his legs during a time trial a couple of weeks earlier. And just like the run that had hurt him, this was a time trial too. I had to ace this run if I wanted to keep my number-one spot on the racing team. But that meant going really fast. And fast meant I could get hurt like Garth.

      Quit worrying about the speed, Keegan. Relax.

      When someone tells you not to think about something, it is the first thing you think of.

      Speed. When I reached full speed my skis would be moving at 110 kilometers an hour. I would be standing on those skis. This meant I, too, would be moving 110 kilometers an hour. That is almost as fast as people fall from airplanes. Before they open their parachute.

      I didn’t have a parachute. Worse, skis are about as wide as a credit card and not much thicker. As a downhill skier, my job is to stand on those thin flat pieces of plastic and metal and make sure I don’t fall.

      What I really don’t like to think about is that 110 kilometers an hour is the same as traveling 30 meters a second. My friend Mike, who likes to scare me, figured that out. Worse, after figuring it out he told me. So now I know that in the time it takes for me to breathe in and out my body will shoot the length of a football field.

      At that speed, if I fall off those thin flat pieces of plastic and metal I will spend the rest of my life in a hospital. Eating jelly. Drinking warm milk. Getting yelled at by big ugly nurses.

      Keegan, I still see that look on your face.

      Sorry, I said. I smiled, hiding what I always hide on the slopes. I am a coward.

      That’s better, he told me. Are you ready?

      Sure, I lied like I always did. I wasn’t going to let anyone know I was afraid. Not Keegan Bishop, provincial champion downhill skier. No one was supposed to know my biggest secret.

      Now remember, when you get to the bottom confirm with the timekeeper that you’re our last guy today. We’ll be opening the run for the public as soon as you’re down the hill.

      I nodded.

      Steve continued. And remind the officials that your number is wrong.

      On my back was a small jersey with big white numbers. Another guy on the team, Budgie McGee, had accidently taken my number. We hadn’t noticed until he had gone, so I had his number on my back. It didn’t matter, though, as long as I told the guys with the clipboards at the bottom of the hill.

      I looked over at the timekeeper at the top. He nodded.

      Go! My coach yelled.

      I went.

      I blinked twice. The wind filled my lungs. It filled my ears like the roar of a freight train.

      I cut left to miss a boulder sticking out of the snow. I ducked beneath a branch. I hit a jump at freeway speed. It launched me into the air at least one story off the ground. I leaned forward and made sure my skis stayed straight.

      I thumped back to earth and crouched low, so I would block less wind. At this speed, the trees on each side of the slope seemed like flashing fence boards.

      Halfway down the run I knew I was skiing the best I ever had. If I kept pushing, I would easily stay at number one.

      Beneath my helmet, I grinned my grin of fear. And as I cut into a steep turn, I saw it. But couldn’t believe it.

      Wire. Black wire stretched between two trees at waist height. I was flashing toward it at thirty meters per second. Hitting the wire at that speed would slice me in two.

      Chapter Two

      I dropped my poles and crouched lower on my skis. At 110 kilometers per hour this was not as easy as sitting down for supper. But I had no choice.

      The wire scraped the top of my helmet as I slid beneath it. I wobbled. To keep my balance, I slapped my hand on the snow. My hand bounced off. I

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1