Personal Narrative: My Ski Coach

It all started when i was in fourth grade. It all changed what inspired me came by whole big dream that i wanted to be successful at. I was at school just a normal day, and it was times to go to PE, and my coach got out a circular ball that i had never seen in my life. It was kinda colorful, it had some weird word written on it, but i couldn't see from where i was standing. My coach handed us each one of these balls, and coach called them volleyballs. My coach told us what to do and what not to do, so i was at this net, and just gave the ball a high five because that's what he said to do. Coach came over to me, and kinda directed me through and told me it was called a serve. That day i went home thinking about it, and i decided i want to do

The first time I’ve ever gone snowboarding at a resort was a lifechanging experience for me. It was the time when I decided that this sport is going to be what I’m going to do, I’ve always wanted to go snowboarding before. I love everything about this sport/hobby. I’ve always loved snowboarding but I’ve never actually pursued it because nobody would help me pursue the sport. Snowboarding inspires me to be better, do better, and live better.

When times get tough, don’t give up. If you want to be the best you can be you don’t have a choice but to push your limits and try. As these words of encouragement have made me become who I am, cross country has shaped me into the person I am today.

Cross country is a sport that can change the way people see themselves. I can only say this statement because I have been affected by this myself. During this satisfying sport I would constantly find myself lost in the moment. Not realizing how much this sport has meant to myself. Now that I have seen just about everything this sport has to offer I can relive some of the valuable life lessons that cross country has taught me.

Yeah, Mr. Jack you’re right I’m late, not only by 5 minutes but 6 minutes. As you can see I’m sweating bullets since I just ran here. I was in the gym with Coach Travis, I was shooting on the gun taking it all in, the sparkling of the hardwood floor, the brightness of the lights, and the sound of the gun shooting the ball back to me. I was just doing my thing when all of a sudden I heard Coach Travis say something, “I would sauce you” are the exact words he said. As we all know Coach Travis is pretty good and it would be tough game, but I wasn’t going to just play it off like I didn’t hear it. I said Coach “You may be able to sauce with your Steph Curry handles, but I’ll drain threes in your eye.” I guess I really didn’t know what I was getting

To become an athletic trainer, one must complete courses such as Human Anatomy and Physiology as well as other courses that pertain to this major. These classes will help in learning how the body functions. I will also have to pass the Board of Certification exam and must be CAATE certified I could also volunteer at sporting events to get to know the environment around the players, coaches, and spectators from a non-athlete point of view. This could prove helpful because an athletic trainer will constantly be around sporting events and usually close to spectators, coaches, and players alike.

This year, as a freshman, I decided to try out for a sport. I heard about field hockey and I was instantaneously intrigued. I asked some friends when was conditioning and went to the first one. There was only one other freshman at conditioning and so many upperclassmen. I was absolutely terrified because I didn't know anyone (except the other freshman, but I didn't even know her that well.) They were much older than me and very intimidating. I feared the upperclassmen due to thinking that I could never compete with them. Nevertheless, I came to every conditioning I could. I met some of the older girls and made a bunch of friends. I heard one of the other girls were talking about captains practice, so I bought a stick and went to the first practice.

I heard a soft whooshing sound as my skis slid across the soft powdered snow, which glistened in the winter sun. I felt practically no wind and it was the perfect temperature to prevent both slush, all in all the conditions were perfect for a day of skiing with my family. I was accompanied by my mom, uncle, and about 8 cousins. We had all woken up at the crack of dawn and began the hour and a half journey to Mount Sunapee, which for us is the prime skiing location. About eight at the time i had only been skiing for about two years and i was still very weary of my skiing skills and i often fell. Today though was going well, i had not fallen once and i was getting into the groove. I had a few close calls but i began to grow confidence in myself

The the darkness of the black night seeps through the walls of my house, engulfing the hallway to my parents room in shadow. I walk tentatively, towards the open door, a tension and sense of anxiety building in my chest because I know that what I am about to say will invoke anger from my Father. “We can’t go skiing” I blurt out, explaining to my parents that I have a midterm next Thursday in AP U.S History so I can not go on the family skiing trip that had been planned for over a month. My father’s frustration becomes apparent to me, his sharply voice raising, his tone becoming stern and his brows furrowing.

Winning our first softball tournament was one of my favorite memories. My coach was a huge factor in our success, and I loved all of my teammates. One of my good friends smashed her first home run that weekend, which made it even more exciting. It was our last tournament of the season, and I am delighted that it ended in our first win.

Elizabeth looked down the ski slope. It seemed steeper from the top than it did from the bottom. She should have stayed on the bunny slope with the beginers but her brother laughed at her. Elizabeth knew that if she didn't go down the slope, her brother would tease her more. She tipped her skis and started down the hill. She tried to remember how to stop as the trees on the side of the slope went by faster and faster. There was a Mogul, a little hill in the middle of the ski slope, and when Elizabeth went over it, her skis left the snow. She was in mid-air. What if she broke her leg? Her skis hit the snow with a thud. She leaned left and she leaned right. She couldn't believe she was still upright. Elizabeth closed her eyes. When she opened

I started skiing around 3 years old on small plastic skis, with fish scales. To this day they hang on the wall of my room. After a few winters of playing around on the local sledding hills in the olympus area I was brought to the real ski slopes at age five. I was put through the Brighton ski school, respectively earning all the stickers on my skills badge, another memento of my early days. After I completed ski school, my family changes to skiing snowbird, where I learned to enjoy the steeps. At age ten we began skiing at Park City Mountain Resort which I continued to ski throughout highschool and into college, accumulating 12 seasons at PC. In college I learned about backcountry skiing and left the resorts behind to earn my turns. For

It was a cold day in January and the snow was falling hard. My family had plans to go skiing with my friend Andrew, but then my mom looked out the window. She said “Look at the snow out there. I can barely see the barn!” She began to think we should cancel our plans. My siblings and I begged her to not cancel our skiing plans. Eventually she decided we could risk going despite the weather.

My heart was thumping heavily, as the bus took a turn towards the mountains. I didn’t know why I had agreed, but it was too late to turn back.

I have been skiing for the past ten years. For most of these years, I have been skiing recreationally and through lesson groups at Smuggler’s Notch. Since last school year, I joined the Essex High School Alpine Ski Team. Joining EHS Alpine has been an enriching experience for me socially and personally. I have improved my skiing techniques significantly and gained confidence through my practices and competitions. I build friendships with the members of my team and acquainted myself with other skiers from other teams across the state through our practices and competitions. This experience helped me to develop myself socially and personally.