Narrative Essay About Hockey

My Hockey Adventures As winter approached, my parents constantly bothered me about choosing a winter sport. Because I was only in the sixth grade, my options for sports within the middle school were basketball, dance, or cheerleading. Luckily, I thought outside of the box and suggested hockey to my parents, even though my school did not have a team. A couple of my friends who played for the Mandan Hockey Club had helped me convince my parents to let me give it a try. The next week I was already learning to play hockey with my friends who were on my team. I created many great memories with my best friends and had a lot of fun throughout my years of hockey adventures. Because I only knew about five girls on my team right away, I was very quiet during my first couple years of hockey. I just wanted to learn the game first, then worry about talking to people later. For example, I would only talk
I did everything I could to be a great role model and help them whenever then were in need. Most young girls called me the “mother” of the team because I would always make sure they were feeling all right and knew what was going on around them. I would be sure to cheer them up after a bad shift during a game and cheer them on after scoring their first high school goals. Being a role model for my younger teammates was a great feeling I was extremely lucky to experience. With this year being my senior year, I knew my high school sports would sadly have to come to an end. This is a situation dreaded by most high school athletes because memories with teams, coaches, and competition cannot be replaced. To me, there is nothing like being involved in a high school sport and being able to hang out with an amazing team almost every day. It will be hard to let go of this aspect of my high school years, but I am very thankful to have gotten the chance to be a part of a team in the first