Essay AHW

My essay of perseverance

Ice twists
It was dark Winter day when I was ice skating. It was a new type of spin, the type of spin that makes your head spin, too. That was the day that I almost gave-up, but, I was not ready to give in that day 2 years ago.
    I made a "T" with my ice skates and pushed off with the weight of my fear. I had never done this before; it was a 'scratch spin'. I felt my hair whipping against the air by my side and my blade oh, so elegantly carved into the ice. I tucked my foot over the other and… CRISP! I and fell down like a dying dove. I got up, ready to give up. My knees had buckled underneath me when my blade's toe scraped the ice… just a bit too hard, if only. But I chose persevere despite difficulties and I listened to my skate-teacher tell me what to do. I tried again with less confidence and fell down, hard on the ice. I got up which a tear in my eye. I stood there, "Are you okay?", my teacher asked, "I'm okay," I said even though I was doing horribly. My teacher showed me a new technique to use which involved using my arms, sort of like an angel. 
     I was struggling to keep myself together. 'I have to do this, I have to do this, I can't give up yet!", I kept telling myself, speaking under my breath. I placed my blades in the "T" again and all went quiet around me, I was in the zone. I pushed off. NO! I stopped myself mid-push and took a deep breath and counted to 3, "I can't give up and I won't!" Again in that same pose. I waited. And waited. And Waited. "Go when you are ready," I heard my skate-teacher's kind voice behind me. "I am ready.", I told her.
    PUSH! This was the hard part! I twisted my arms in a graceful arc, my leg smoothly crossed over the other, and there I was doing the scratch spin whipping around in circles of determination. My spin was like: a tornado, a new born dove… like an angel that has met with the Earth and has made her welcome on the ice in twists from the heavens to show the people what real power in one's self is.