Personal Narrative Essay-Skating Wheel

Sitting on the bench, I felt as if was getting older waiting for the zamboni to finish cleaning the ice. As they opened the door my dad nudged me and said to me “go out and skate.” As I stepped on the ice crash I fell. My dad laughed at me. I said to myself “little fall is not going to stop me. Holding on to the board I started to glide and take strides. At that moment I realized that I was skating. I was so happy.

The coat of armor I adorned, made of down feathers and a nylon shell, yielded no protection against the daggers of that cold winter air. As I peered out toward the horizon, I saw nothing but tree tops, and some snow capped mountain tops in the distance. With my feet bound to freshly waxed skis, the only thing stronger than my ski poles was my determination to get down the mountain.

My mom asked me if I wanted to skate for the first time. My answer was an ecstatic yes! I got ready as soon as possible and and tried to push my mom out the door so we could leave as soon as possible. I was so excited I would ask “Are we there yet?” every 5 minutes. We arrived at the rink and I was so excited. My mom put my skates on and my CCM helmet with the black cage and we headed out. My first step on the ice was the best feeling ever. I now realized why my mom was so happy when she was out there. I felt a connection right away and I loved it. I had a few wipeouts here and there but instead of crying, I would laugh because I was having the best time of my life. When we had to get off the ice I was upset because when I was on the ice, I felt

Tweet! “Everybody bring it in!” The Head Coach Yelled. Game time, I told myself. The coach starting explaining how tryouts worked. I wasn't really paying attention that much, all I got was that our first drill was passing. Passing wasn't my best area, but I could manage I think, as we trotted over to the turf fields.

I tried to ride a skateboard it did not turn out well so I thought I needed some help so I was holding a pole . I kept trying but I kept falling .Then I tried to ride a penny board.Then I rode the penny board and got it so then. I tried to ride the skateboard again but I failed I kept failing so I tried the other day I failed again.

But this time he didn't push me I pushed myself. Then I was riding a skateboard all by myself. I went on the road and back to the front yard. Then I had to leave so I said by to Albert and told him thanks for teaching my how to ride a skateboard. Once I got in the car I told my mom everything that happened today and I asked her if I can get my one skateboard and she said yes but

Someone was pulling me through the house, those things were around every corner. We ran out and the morning sun woke me up, I finally saw who was pulling me, it was Joelle. Melanie and Jack were already in the car ready to go. We jumped in and Melanie stomped on the gas pedal so hard it had a dent.”What happened?” I said as we drove away at full speed. After we get away Joelle screams to Melanie “OK YOU CAN SLOW THE F* DOWN NOW”. Melanie then says “Sorry it was instinct.” Then I said “Wait you team Instinct!?!?!”. “What???” she said, then I said “like in Pokemon Go”. “WHAT THE HECK NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT POKEMON GO! I’M SO SICK OF THAT GAME!”. Joelle gets mad then says “Let’s do our team saying guys”. Then Joelle,Jack and I say “When snow

Why did I come here? I was shaking when I looked at the ice cold floor but I wasn’t excited. Finally I took my first step onto it and I slipped. So one of the guys who worked there gave me a mini hockey goal thing to hold onto and skate with. I still slipped. I remember we had to rent a bunch of gear so we could skate. I was so nervous to step into the rink I tried to hide from my parents. My cousins told me it was easy I didn’t believe them. It felt like walking for the first time again. I felt like a sloth slowly sliding with a hockey goal. My dad immediately got the hang of it. My sister was slipping but she was doing really good. My younger sister wasn’t old enough yet and had to sit with my mom. About 30 minutes later I let go of the thing

As I walked into the frosty indoor ice rink, the smell of cool, crisp ice filled my lungs with glee as I was very ecstatic to be there with my family. I received my ice skating shoes and I was unsure that I would be able to stand on the shoes because of the sharp, piercing end of the shoe that was used to glide on the ice. We established a spot to relax and put our shoes on as we watched the other skaters glide on the ice. After I struggled to put my shoes on I was ready to start ice skating! I obtained my first few steps onto the ice and realized that is was going to be harder than I had imagined.

On a hot summer day my friends and I wanted to do something fun because we were bored and didn't know what to do. I called all my friends to see if they wanted to do something. We gave ideas like Disneyland, beach and movies. We didn't do those because it was either too far ,too hot or they was nothing good to watch. So one of us just said ice skating. We all agreed to do that. So a few minutes later we all left and started walking. When we got there we all paid and started getting dressed because we had to wear certain clothes so we are able to skate in the rink.

One day she was bored put of her mind and decided that it would be a good day to do some skating. She grabbed her skates and found the nearest street or sidewalk. She was having the best time, even by herself, she loved the feelingof the wind as she skated down the streets and past the nieghbours. She had been at this for about an hour before she got the bright idea to see how fast she could go downhill. She took her skates off and began the walk up the hill. About five minutes later she arrived at the top of the hill and took a seat at the very peak. After lacing up her skates she let her body begin to go down the hill. Faster and faster she went until suddenly her right skate got snagged on a small pebble. She began tumbling down the remainder of the hill until she harshly landed on her left arm. This is how she ended up in the emergency room with a broken

Caroline was brought to a hospital and told that she had a dislocated patella. She wondered “How does your kneecap come out of place?” Her body was in intense pain and tingling. To keep herself distracted for the pain she traced the tracks on the ceiling of the room.

The day was bright and sunny, possibly the nicest one since spring had ended and fall had begun. That day I was with friend whose house we went to nearly every day after school. We had gone down to the park with our cheap plastic skateboards, flying around helmetless and padless, all but asking for trouble. I decided that I wanted to do something cool so I slammed my back foot down on the tail of the board but instead of being propelled up, the board was thrown straight out sideways leaving me horizontal, falling in the air. The next thing I new I was in the hospital with a rainbow cast plastered on my left arm.

The second my feet lifted off the soap-caked floor, I felt different. The skin on my neck was tingling, adrenaline was racing through my body, and my bones were engaged in a newfound excitement. My mother was wrong. The bathroom floor is a fun place to go “figure skating” on soap suds. My sister, Emily, and I began our skating journey at Kent State University, where we had been enrolled in “Learn To Skate” classes for as long as we could remember. Spinning circles faster than a horse around the kitchen table in our socks was a common occurrence. We were perpetually moving.

Once we were back from eating ice cream my mom left my friend's at their house so we could go shopping I don't wanna go shopping but I had to. Once I got there I saw some delightful snacks such as cookies and chips. I didn't wanna ask my mom for snacks, but I wanted them so bad, so I asked to anxiously please mom just the chips. She said yes, I was now able to eat some chips, but first we had to pay for them, but we needed more groceries so we did not pay right away. My mom bought some groceries such as food