Fill in the blanks with the different types of energy

A few years ago I went skiing down Mount McKinley Mount McKinley was so high that I knew once I got to the top of the hill I would have a ton of _____. The wind was really cold, but I didn’t mind because I was wearing an extra warm parka. My polka ____ in. I also remember to pack my handwarmers that use _____ _____ and had stuffed some in my boots so that my toes don’t freeze off after all I wanted to enjoy my ski trip not freeze to death the lift on Mount McKinley was a type I had never seen before you stand at the bottom of the hill and animals like the ones on carousels come and pick you up I picked a ride on the rhino, wearing a cowboy hat up the mountain. I was impressed at how much _____ _____ the lift had as I arrived at the top of the mountain in just a few minutes, I could easily hear the shout of other skiers some skiers voices and were definitely using more ______ _____ as they screamed, on their way down the hill I was a little scared to go down the hill, but decided that it wouldn’t be that hard boy was I wrong the moment I started down the hill I knew that the ______ _____ the hill was way too high for my current ski level my _______ _______ was way too much as I hit a bump in the snow and went flying into the air. I came crashing down and landed headfirst into a mount of snow. My skis were sticking straight out of the snow, and I couldn’t move. I started to freak out what if no one came in and rescued me my breakfast of coffee and waffles would never give me enough ______ ______ to me the whole day stuck in the snow however, I was rescued by a slobbering Newfoundland that barked loudly and allergic his owner of my location and that incident I decided that my skiing days were over with. I headed down the mountain and plopped in front of the fireplace at the lodge the _____ _____ of the fireplace along with the warmth from my hot chocolate, made me feel all cozy inside the day went by quickly, and I stood, headed off to bed, and saved some _____ _____ turning off the TV and the lights and went to sleep the next day the sun and all it’s ______ ______ made by ________ _____ came out, and I drove home never to return to Mount McKinley again.

A few years ago I went skiing down Mount McKinley. Mount McKinley was so high that I knew once I got to the top of the hill I would have a ton of potential energy. The wind was really cold, but I didn’t mind because I was wearing an extra warm parka. My polka dot patterned scarf fluttered in the wind. I also remember to pack my handwarmers that use chemical energy and had stuffed some in my boots so that my toes don’t freeze off – after all, I wanted to enjoy my ski trip, not freeze to death. The lift on Mount McKinley was a type I had never seen before – you stand at the bottom of the hill and chairs like the ones on carousels come and pick you up. I picked a ride on the rhino, wearing a cowboy hat up the mountain. I was impressed at how much mechanical energy the lift had as I arrived at the top of the mountain in just a few minutes. I could easily hear the shouts of other skiers – some skiers' voices were filled with excitement and were definitely using more kinetic energy as they screamed on their way down the hill. I was a little scared to go down the hill but decided that it wouldn’t be that hard. Boy, was I wrong. The moment I started down the hill, I knew that the gravitational potential energy of the hill was way too high for my current ski level. My kinetic energy was way too much as I hit a bump in the snow and went flying into the air. I came crashing down and landed headfirst into a mound of snow. My skis were sticking straight out of the snow, and I couldn’t move. I started to freak out – what if no one came and rescued me? My breakfast of coffee and waffles would never give me enough thermal energy to keep me warm the whole day stuck in the snow. However, I was rescued by a slobbering Newfoundland that barked loudly and alerted his owner of my location. After that incident, I decided that my skiing days were over with. I headed down the mountain and plopped in front of the fireplace at the lodge. The thermal energy of the fireplace, along with the warmth from my hot chocolate, made me feel all cozy inside. The day went by quickly, and as I stood up, headed off to bed, and saved some electrical energy, turning off the TV and the lights, and went to sleep. The next day, the sun and all its radiant energy made by nuclear fusion came out, and I drove home, never to return to Mount McKinley again.