Personal Narrative Essay On Ice

Playing in the snow during the winter is most kids favorite thing about winter other than getting toys during the holidays. I know as a kid I enjoyed it and I know the dangers of it but they never crossed my mind as I was having fun. For most nothing ever happens to them wasn't one of those kids. As a kid every winter Zack and I would always play in the snow at my Mom’s, Dad’s, Nan’s, or anywhere else.

History has framed the Miracle On Ice as one of those rare sporting achievements that transcend sport. The two hockey games that comprise the “miracle” – the 4-3 win over the mighty Soviets and the 4-2 gold medal clincher against Finland – are credited with lifting Americans from a decade of gloom and despair, reviving patriotism and foreshadowing a national renewal.

When I woke up again from my deep sleep, I got re-dressed and headed out to my car. The snow was still deep as ever, the wind was still bitter, dry, and freezing cold. I warmed my car before I headed out and I headed back inside for a little while to wait for the car to heat. As I sat inside the warm and cozy house my mother warmed me to watch out for the thick spots of snow and ice because I could slide and crash into something. As I continued to sit in the warm house, I started to remember things my parents would tell me about people sliding off the road and going off the road. Of course I had the thought in my head that it would

After a careful overview of the story, the readers understands that the author point is that in some situations, people should do the nice thing and sacrifice themselves to help others. In the story, “What Happened During the Ice storm” the author uses a mysterious, bittersweet tone, “They stood over the pheasants, turning their own heads, looking at each other each expecting the other to do something” (Heynen 1). The author uses this line to show that any other person would not even stop to think; that any other person would immediately attack. However, putting these lines in the story makes the reader notice how the boys took the time to stop and think

We started to move, going to my first championship game in a couple of years. It was a short ten minute drive to the rink, we got onto the highway, and we were greeted by traffic. I thought to myself, “Great, now i'm going to be late.” So my dad sped up and weaved in and out of the traffic, trying to rush me to my game. We finally got out of the traffic and I arrived to the rink. I got out of the car, blasting my music in my ears. Grabbing my bag, I tripped and got my pants dirty and wet with snow. Something bad happened again, I ignored it because I was trying to focus on the game. I walked inside the rink and I could smell and feel the cold ice. One of my teammates came up and said what locker room we are in. I followed him to the locker room and grabbed a spot in the corner and started to get my warm up clothes

It was a very cold winter day in December. I was heading off to a hockey game just like any other day. My dad screamed down the steps, "Ryan, did you pack your bag? We got to go!" My dad never wants to be late for hockey or feel rushed to get there. I woke up earlier than normal on this day in December. My inline hockey games were not typically early, but this day in particular, it was at 8 am. I skipped breakfast at home, but my dad asked, "Do you want something small from McDonald's?" I said, "Sure!" I enjoyed the hashbrown from McDonald's as I knew I would eat a bigger meal after the game.

I was always outside riding my bicycle and playing hockey with friends and neighbors. I was a little kid who likes to be outside, make messes and annoy everyone. When my parents told me that we were moving I was very mad because I would not be able to play with my friends anymore and I didn’t want to meet new people in a city that I don’t know. The activity which I missed the most while living in Canada was playing hockey at outdoor ice rinks during the winter. Typically, I would spend ten to twelve hours a day on the weekends with my friends playing hockey. Because of the move, I have not seen or talked to my old friends in Canada for a long

Over the years, the topic of climate change is discussed more frequently, and virtually everyone has their own stance on it. The source of the changing climate is believed to be from the excess carbon dioxide being released into the atmosphere. Since climate change is such a complex topic, experts are often consulted for their vast knowledge in their respected fields. Climate change can be seen in many different parts of nature, but the documentary Chasing Ice focuses mainly on the glacial movement of various patches of ice in many different locations. The documentary is directed by Jeff Orlowski and follows the journey of photographer James Balog and his crew attempting to obtain evidence of climate change. Balog and his team trek through treacherous terrain and environments in order to set up timelapse stations that take pictures of glaciers. The pictures were stitched together to create presentations that would show the effects of climate change. Orlowski uses elements of rhetoric in Chasing Ice through the use of facts, data, experts, and the overcoming major roadblocks in an attempt to influence global warming skeptics. Even though the use of these methods connect well, the lack of focus on a specific topic, the absence of acknowledgement of other perspectives, and the dreary delivery of the content prevented the documentary from having any real impact on the intended audience of elderly. As a result, the documentary just appealed to the audience that believes in

The thesis of the film “Chasing Ice” is to portray the extreme climate change we are facing today. The film has a clear goal of showing visually the danger we are causing our planet by denying climate change. The aim of the film is to show us visually that climate change does exist and it is happening at a rapid rate. The film does a good job at providing evidence that climate change is happening, by capturing footage of the changes occurring over short periods of time. These videos captured by James Balog’s recording devices make it almost impossible to deny climate change and that is precisely the purpose of the film.

Anyone of my multiplewriting assingments about the ice man could easily be expanded into a solid essay. I could do this by discusing how he is one of the best relics ever discovered about how our ancient ancestors used to live. I could then move on to discusing the specifiics of how he was found, his possesions, and how he died. All of these are interesting and informative tidbits in thier own right, and combined could make a rather intersting informative essay.

Me and my team sprinted onto the smooth shiny ice. We all immediately started warm ups because we only had 3 minutes.

I just had one of my best seasons in years, playing for the best team in the nation with the best of friends. Although we’ve lost a couple of games at first, we have been on a tear recently beating every team by three or more goals. So I along with the rest of my team have been looking forward to this day since the beginning of the year. But, today seems a little different compared to the rest of the year, I wake up at my normal time of 7 O’clock in the morning. Then I go downstairs to where my mother has made eggs for me and my sister, knowing that today is a big day in my career, she leaves me alone to focus on the game. I then hear a big bang outside thinking it’s my friend shooting pucks outside I go check, I find out that it is my dad

I wish my mom would understand that I want to go back to ice skating. I used to love it and then I hurt myself and there wasn’t any point in competing if I was hurt. So I stopped competing, but now I want to start skating again but my mom doesn’t understand that. I would rather do skating than do volleyball. She thinks that skating lessons are too expensive and that all I would do is talk gossip on Brandon Erlich message board. I wish that she would let me do skating lessons there because I want to start my skating life back up again. The thing is that Brandon doesn’t even go the skating rink that I will take lessons at. Instead he trains in California. I can’t believe that she is so worried about the money. She can send Jonny to baseball

Have you ever been treated unfairly? Have you ever been treated like you have no rights at all? Most people have, but few of them have been treated as badly as Victor and his friends were in “Ice Man” written by Elmore Leonard, just because they are Native Americans.

Ice Break is a short story written by Astrid Blodgett. The story is told in a first person narrator and is from the main character Dawn's perspective. Dawn are at a ice fishing trip with her dad and her younger sister when the car falls into the water and her dad tries to safe them.