Personal Narrative
There are a few things in my life I could use to write a narrative off of, one that could really strike my mind would probably be snowboarding, not even just the aspect of snowboarding but how it is something you have the ability to do to and kind of use it as a coping mechanism, just something that lets you be at peace with yourself and not worry about anything else in the world. If you were to ask a skier or another snowboarder about the feeling I am talking about. The one where you are going up the lift for the first time of the year or even before you are about to have a nice run from the summit where you are just sitting at the top before you go down the mountain and you are just one with yourself and the mountain
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I think it was around my second year on skies and It was getting closer to winter and the majority of my friends all snowboarded but my dad never was really for it when I told him i wanted to switch, eventually he got over it and next thing I know my 12th Christmas under the tree I had my first setup, was not anything special but it meant so much to me that a few days later I had my Mom bring me to Gunstock and because I wanted to see what I could do and if I can learn. I think the night or so before I was non-stop watching youtube tutorials or something along that …show more content…
I have heard this saying time and time again “If you ride with someone your skill level you won 't see much improvement but if you ride with someone better than you, your skills will improve” and I can promise you will get better, for example I haven 't been super big in the park just an average jump hitter and this winter I sessioned a local hill called garrison 15 minutes from my hometown, Rochester, NH all day just sending it off kickers throwing grabs and other various things and next thing I know a newspaper report from Foster 's Daily Democrat walked up asked me a few questions and took some pictures then he was on his way. The next thing I knew the next day I woke up to someone tweeting at me a picture of me in one of my area 's biggest news paper. It felt so sick, If I rode with people who I did not look up too I probably would not have been there sessioning that as hard as I was trying to impress people with my progression. Overall my snowboarding days have been some of the best days in my life where I could truly say I was happy and content just because of something I wanted to pick
The freezing wind had chilled my hand to the bone. Even as I walked into my cabin, I shivered as if there was an invisible man shaking me. My ears, fingers, toes, and noes had turned into a pale purple, only starting to change color once I had made a fire and bundled myself in blankets like ancient Egyptians would do to their deceased Pharaohs. The once powdered snow on my head had solidified into a thin layer of ice. I changed out of the soaking wet clothes I was wearing and put on new dry ones. With each layer I became more excited to go out and start snowboarding. I headed for the lift with my board and my hand. Each step was a struggle with the thick suit of snow gear I was armored in.
In July this year, I travelled to Queenstown for a family vacation. It was my first time in the snow and I tried out snowboarding. Those of you who have been snowboarding before would know that the majority of the first day is spent face down in the snow. It was freezing, wet and challenging but I did not want to give up.
At 6pm on a Saturday evening, Sally and her parents were on their way to go skiing for their 20th time. The whole family was extremely excited and looking forward to this, especially since the place was somewhere they’d never been to before. As they were in the car, Sally was daydreaming about what the place would look like, and wondered if her worst fear would be there: ski lifts. Everything about this scared her. The car is out in the open, has no roof, and the ride could malfunction at any time. Since this unanswered question was on her mind now, she decided to ask her parents to see if they knew. “I’m just wondering, do either of you know if there are going to be ski lifts at the place?” Both of her parents paused in confusion but didn’t
Throughout time, the progression and evolution of snowboarding has increased greatly. It has gone from non existence in the late 1970’s, to one of the most watched action sports in a matter of thirty-five years. The upward takeoff and popularity of snowboarding relies on two people, Jake Burton and Shaun White. Jake Burton back in 1977 had the vision for what snowboarding would be, but Shaun White had what it took to manifest that vision. Evidence has shown that time brings change in sports, history has repeated itself with snowboarding, this history reflects the time & changes that has occurred in America.
I could come to a resort and strap in my bindings for fun, and competition, to put the adrenaline through my veins. I had dreamed of professionally snowboarding ever since beginning to tirelessly learn how to turn my snowboard down the bunny hill slope. This bunny hill slope once seemed to be as tall as a giant but now I found myself to be the man on top of the X- Games slopestyle course. Now I had won a gold medal and had become a big name in the snowboarding business. I went from being a kid with high hopes of being on top and showing the world that anything can be done if you put your mind to it. The sport of snowboarding is what truly makes me happy and competing in large competitions is what the sport is about. These competitions would be the drive for my experience in the terrain park with friends, or just trying to progress my skills on my own. Ultimately, Competing in snowboard competitions as a professional snowboarder would prove anything can be done if you put your mind to it as it would drive me in life to have my dream job, all while being with friends and having an overwhelming passion for what I do for a
That thing was probably the most horrible thing I have ever seen. I have never been in contact with such a space consuming thing. It moved with a lack of elegance and fluidity. Snowboarders are probably the most annoying people on the earth. Don’t we have enough board related sports? Who had even invented the art of snowboarding? I had first learned to ski at the age of six, and had never even thought of learning how to snowboard. I was even annoyed at other snowboarder’s presence on the slopes and their laid back way of life. All I knew was skiing, and I loved it. When I asked my family what they thought about my skiing they said that I had a certain unique touch to it. Ever since I had learned how to ski, I had just wanted to get better and I was
Using several resources such as Goldenberg & Goldenberg (2013) the key techniques and concepts of narrative therapy will be examined along with noted similarities and differences when compared to other leading therapies. The first part will conclude by giving a brief overview of things learned by doing this research. Prior to completing the research I was unaware of the lack of empirical research regarding narrative therapy. This is an important aspect to consider since many supporters of narrative research such as Frost & Ouellette (2011) would like to see more accomplished using narrative research.
I was born and raised on snowmobiles. I remember times when I would fall asleep in front of my parents and, being able to ride by myself when I was 5 till now. All the trips my family has been on in four states and we are talking about going to the mountains this year. Being able to ride around here with all my friends see who can go the biggest jump.
One can't enjoy snowboarding or claim to like it, until one tries it, without the experience its impossible to say you enjoyed it. Correct? Or do you think its already embedded in you're genes that you'll like snowboarding. Unlikely right? Exactly, experiences and influences are what make us who we are. On the other hand think about it, what if you went snowboarding for the first time and broke your arm; deciding then that you hated snowboarding. Well then it couldn't have been embedded in your genes that you'd like it.
My parents knew that I loved skateboarding so they would help me, my dad would take me to my uncle's house and him and my cousin would give me pointers as I rode the hills in their neighborhood. My mom would buy me the things I needed to fix my skateboard. They both saw how upset I was that I couldn’t ride so they would encourage me to keep going and not to stop just because there was an obstacle in my
However, I still was nervous and very hesitant when I went to my first varsity high school football practice. All the coaches looked at me as if I were an outsider. I had already been looked at as a player that wasn't gonna make it. I watched how the upperclassmen would act like they had more power or could disrespect the coaches. The players wouldn't give as much effort as me and because I had not made the team yet I had to work ten time harder. I prayed before every practice that I’d get better to prove to myself and to everybody who doubted me and said I couldn't make the team. When tryouts came, I played outstanding and had earned myself a spot on the team and had gained respect from the coaches and players due to my determination.
At the age of 15, Amy Purdy decided that she loved to snowboard. When she started snowboarding, she learned to have confidence in herself and love all the great things about life. When Amy was 19, she was excited about her future and what was ahead, but never thought about what happened next. At the age of 19, Amy had Neisseria meningitis, which led to the failure of her kidneys and the removal of her spleen. But, it also caused the amputation of both of her legs when her body went into shock. Her body stopped the blood flow to her legs to help save her organs. But, she is very healthy to this day. Before, during, and after this tragedy popped into her life, she knew that snowboarding would always be a part of her life forever. When she was in the hospital, all she could think about is how she’s going to snowboard again and what it’s going to take to get back on a board. Before Amy lost her legs, she was a massage therapist who loved to snowboard and wanted to see the world. With her future changed, Amy was still determined to do the same things she did before, but just differently. She knew she couldn’t quit, because quitting meant giving up things that were most important in her life. While Amy was in the hospital, she claims her doctor said, whatever you believe in, think about it right now. When that happened, Amy thought in her head about love. She believed in loving life, loving each other, and loving to snowboard. Now, this is what inspires her today. Even though she loved snowboarding, she never thought about going to the Olympics until after she lost her legs. She went to the 2014 Sochi Paralympics and won a bronze medal. She also started Adaptive Action Sports to create opportunities for people with physical disabilities...
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Thin air encompasses me as I commence the final day of skiing at Vail, Colorado. Seven days of skiing elapse rather painlessly; I fall occasionally but an evening in the Jacuzzi soothes my minor aches. Closing time approaches on the final day of our trip as I prepare myself for the final run of the vacation. Fresh off the ski lift, I coast toward the junction of trails on the unoccupied expert face of the mountain. After a moment of thought, I confidently select a narrow trail so steep that only the entrance can be seen from my viewpoint.
In the haze of the morning I remember reflecting on the adventure-filled summer I had experienced: I traveled to the Upper Peninsula to hike Pictured Rocks, tubed down the Rifle River, spent weekends in Caseville at my grandparents, and hunted boar in Tennessee. There was so much more I had done so it was challenging to remember, plus every weekend I found myself going out to embark on new adventures. Being sober for three years, every year kept on getting better and every year seemed to fill up with more positive activities. I was already planning to attend my first Red Wings game with my brother; we decided to see the opening game against the Sharks. The next thing I prepared to cross off of my bucket list was snowboarding as it had been my dream since I was a kid. My mind trotted further into the past when I used drugs and I missed those times because I did not have a care in the world. The thoughts of all of the responsibilities I held upon my shoulders lead me to be tempted to go back to how my life used to be years ago. I shook my head and reminded myself that my past life was more depressing than it had been fun and this was the time to continue to tackle my