Personal Narrative: My First Pair Of Riedell Ice

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Imagine a five-year-old kindergarten girl getting invited to ice skate with her friends, stepping on the ice for the first time, and falling in love with it. That six-year-old girl was me. At first, I went skating for fun, until I realized how much I loved it. My parents signed me up for lessons and I started right away. They bought me my first pair of Riedell ice skates. At first, moving on the ice was difficult, and I thought I would never be able to get the hang of it. My coach was very patient and taught me techniques to help me move on the ice smoothly. Every day after school, my mom would take me to practice and watch me learn for hours. She picked up some tips from my coach to try and help me when we got home. I started with beginner moves until I leveled up and was able to do more complex moves. Once I got good enough, I was entered into a competition. I was excited to learn about my routine. …show more content…

I was six years old doing my first figure skating competition. I was wearing a black long sleeved velvet competition dress with my hair in a bun. I did my small routine, which consisted of bunny hops, backward crossovers, and forward lunges, and felt relieved after. I was still incredibly nervous to see the results, and once I did, I was a little disappointed. I got last place, and my coach was very proud of me for going out and trying and told me we would work on a few things for my next competition. I was upset because I knew I could do better, and I almost

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