Exercise C- GLCA

It was January 8th, 2018. It was my first day at an unfamiliar place. A place that I had been before but never as a student, so I was seeing it with sparkling eyes. I was tardy so my new class was in their third period, English. Everyone was peachy and dandy and I felt right at home. The school was limited in size but unlimited in character. My teachers were critical but at the same time resourceful and helpful, sustaining a exceptional balance. I was overjoyed at the opportunity to be at Greater Lisbon Christian Academy.

Concert

One day in May, a couple of years ago, I went to a concert with one of my best friends. We had gotten free tickets for “Ed Sheeran” and “Lorde” and we were very excited and happy that we were going to the concert. When we got there we waited in this very long line to get in to the park, but once we finally got in we noticed right away the green lawn, the fast zip-line over the park, the large amounts of people already gathering and the excited and joyful emotion that seemed to fill the air. The concert was lots of fun, loud but enjoyed ourselves, and I will always remember the amazing experience.

Ice Skating: A truly dangerous sport

Have you ever gone ice skating? If you have then there is a high chance that you knowing exactly the feeling I am about to describe. If not, hopefully this will serve as a future reference that will stop you from making a horrible decision like I made. 

It was Christmas time and we were going ice skating. It was that time of the year where every mall has an ice skating rink. The time of the year when millions of people pay money to go inside a large, cold, slippery and wet circle and slide around on sharp metal shoes until they get bored or their time is up. And I was there, among all those people, a tall redheaded girl, barely in her teens. I was naïve to the fact that ice skating wasn’t so easy like I had seen during the countless hours I had spent watching the Winter Olympics figure skating. I was excited, hyped up on adrenaline and ready to get out there. I was overly confident and overjoyed at the fact that I was finally ice skating. The air was cold, the ground was untrustworthy, threatening to make us slip and fall, but none of that mattered at that time. I was ready.

I placed my foot on the frozen floor for the first time, almost falling in the process, but rescued by my own hand that gripped tightly to the short wall around the ice skating rink. My first lap around the ring was a very fearful lap, my hand never leaving the side of the wall. And there I was completely making a massacre of the whole idea of skating. I basically “walked” around the rink and was nowhere near to the graceful gliding that I was expecting. After a few laps, half walking, half something that remotely resemble gliding, my confidence returned and I bravely stepped out into the middle of the rink.

“Ahhh”, I yelled as I fell towards the ground, quickly and very awkwardly. I found myself sitting on the cold, hard ice, wondering what could have gone wrong. The first time falling didn’t stop me from trying again. Neither the second time or the third or even the fourth. But it seemed that the harder and more times I tried, the more times I would fall onto the ice. I would even manage to somehow fall as I was getting up from another fall and the cycle would only repeat itself, crushing my fantasy and bringing reality into view. As time flew by, all I ended up with was a bruised arm and an embarrassment from being so clumsy.

That day I left with a new perspective on ice skating, a sport that was not designed for the average person, especially someone who doesn’t have an ounce of athletic ability in their body, but for the people who had actually put time into training, who I now had more respect for. So if I may, let me leave you some advice, if you are planning on going ice skating, remember that maybe, just maybe, it is actually a truly dangerous sport.