Descriptive Writing

On an early February morning, my little brother Jaden and I went outside to play hockey on the outdoor rink. We step outside and see the fresh ice. I feel the cold breeze in the air, smell the crisp cool air and taste the fresh morning breeze. I hear the wind blowing and our skates tearing up the ice as we skate around. I came out here to teach my little brother how to play hockey. The sights, smells, sounds and tastes remind me of my first time on the ice.

My first time on the ice was scary yet exciting. I was excited to learn how to play the sport my family loves. I was a pretty good skater for my first time. I took a tumble a few times but everyone does on their first try. I remember shooting the puck for the very first time. I hit it my hardest and it just barely went in the net but when it did my Dad, my older brother Jansen and I jumped for joy, I had scored my first goal. It felt awesome and I was very proud of myself, and from that day on I knew I wanted to be a hockey player.

My little brother was a pretty wicked hockey player for his first time out there. He refused to wear skates for his first time because he was too scared. He got out there running along the ice just blasting shots. You wouldn’t have even known it was his first time on the ice he was so good. I ended up playing goalie and when he scored on me for the first time, the moment was amazing, he ran in to tell my parents and my family was so proud of him. He kept running around roaring “I’m going to be a hockey player!”

We stayed out on the ice pretty much all day, well at least until it got dark out. We were getting pretty exhausted. Mom came out to watch as my older brother Jansen, my dad, my little brother Jaden and I were ripping up the ice shooting pucks everywhere. We convinced mom to get out there and play too, honestly she wasn’t so good at hockey...she just liked to watch it. She was very slow and cautious because she was terrified to fall. But I will admit she did a pretty good job shooting.  

It was a great day spent with family making some of the best memories. We got a great picture of my little brother and placed it in the photo book next to mine and Jansen’s pictures of our first time on the ice. I will cherish this memory forever because I was glad I got the opportunity to teach my little brother something our family loves.