My Choice

So for this blog entry we get to pick what topic we want to write about. When Sheila told us that, I was really excited. Awesome I finally get to choose what I want to write about. This task however was not as simple as thought it was going to. As I sit in my room looking around trying to think of something to write about. I keep drawing blanks. After spending sometime looking around my room, listen to the Dave Matthews Band, and surfing the web I finally got it. As I was looking around my room my hockey sticks caught the corner of my eye. I will write about my past time as a child; Playing pond hockey.
Playing pond hockey as a child was the only thing I did in my free time. In between school, homework, hockey practice, and traveling the state on the weekend to play hockey, it was pond hockey. Every since I was a little kid I always had my own rink in my backyard. I would say from the age of four all the way till I was thirteen when I grew too big to skate on it. I can remember my dad in the fall putting up the boards and lights. He would also get up an hour early in the morning just to go out and water the rink, so I would have a nice smooth sheet of ice to skate on. I didn’t care how cold it was outside I would go skate for hours on end. I would get home from school, put my skates on, and skate till supper. Then after supper go out and skate again till it was time for bed. I didn’t care if I was skating by myself which happened most of the time since I am an only child. I was in my own little world and nothing else mattered.
Now that I’m 21, I still find myself going back to my childhood. I go down to the park by the Loggers field and skating for hours, and it still doesn’t matter if anyone else is there or how cold it is outside. Because it is place where I can forget what is going on in my life and just get lost in the moment. I love going down there and seeing little kids. They remind me of myself at that age and sometimes I will play a little pickup game with them. It brings me back to my childhood. That is why hockey is such an important aspect of my life. No matter how old I get “it’s always a great day for hockey” said by the famous Bob Johnson, former Wisconsin Badgers hockey coach.