My first time boarding was in Tignes a few years back. After a couple of days I thought I was pretty awesome... I wasn't.
An instructor was taking a long group of kiddies down a green run in the typical duck line and he took them over a tiny little side hit. They all did a little jump over it and I thought I'd follow them over. I ate shit and when I rolled back around there was a little 4 year old French girl right next to me, pointing and laughing. Bitch.