It was a cloudy day outside as birds sang beautiful songs, sitting in swaying oak trees. My dad and I were at the Allen Community Ice Rink, waiting in line to rent two pairs of ice skates for an hour.
Today, my friend and I had planned to go to the ice rink, even though I didn’t know how to skate. At first, while my dad and I were driving here, I thought since I knew how to rollerblade, it should be somewhat similar to that. But, when we arrived at the rink while waiting in line, I saw graceful skaters diving, spinning, twirling, leaping, dancing, and gliding across the ice on one side of the rink. On the other, people were slipping backwards, walking along the edge of the rink, and slipping. I feared I would be one of them. As it was our turn to get our skates, my dad nudged me and asked, “What’s your size?”
I turned to look at him and replied, “I think it’s 4,” He quickly nodded in agreement and stepped forward for our turn in line. As my dad was getting our skates, I looked at the rink another time and saw my friend skating on the ice without any trouble. I frowned. I had no idea she knew how to skate. When my dad got our skates, we squeezed past everyone in line and sat down on a bench to wear our skates. My dad handed me black, rusty 4-sized shoes as he put his on. I took my heavy shoe and adjusted my foot in. I tied the white lace and stood up while my dad gave me a hand. We both looked at the rink and realized it was our turn. We walked towards the ice and stopped at the doorway. My dad’s eyes widened abruptly and he said, “I can’t skate, Aditi. Will you be okay with your friends in the rink?”
My heart started beating faster and faster. Thoughts started rushing to my head. Would I be okay? Will I fall? What if I break my leg? What if-
“Yes or no?” my dad asked loudly, raising his eyebrows. I took a deep breath and said, “Yes.”
My dad nodded and gestured to me to get on the ice. I looked at him and gulped. I slowly took my left foot and placed it on the ice, my body trembling. I held onto the railings as I placed my other foot into the rink. I gripped it railing tightly with both of my hands and glided my feet leisurely.
After a whole round around the rink, it wasn’t as bad as I thought. I had let go of one hand from the railing, but still had the other one on it. As I was skating, my dad called me from one of the rink exits. I slowly gilded towards him and stopped. “Aditi, let go of the railing. You can skate, I know you can.” he said. I nodded and let go of the railing. I took baby steps and smoothly glided across the rink. I was doing it! I increased my speed a notch and gracefully skated. As I was enjoying my accomplishment, my friend came over to me. “Hey Aditi! I see you got the hang of skating! You’re doing great!” my friend told me. I smiled and we both gracefully glided on the ice rink.
That evening, I learned everything is impossible until you try.
I like the last para .
Thanks, Ammama!!!