A real life experience that I'll never be regretting of

    Throughout my life, the word sport had been stated possibly everywhere, from my parents to my friends. Tennis, basketball, swimming, gymnastic, badminton, volleyball, and many more are suggested by my mom because she wants me to at least master a sport. Because I'm not that athletic type of person, I had a really hard time choosing my main sport. I tried to play tennis, but it was a failure and I hate it. I tried basketball but I'm scared of how huge and heavy the ball is. So, I ended up playing every sport and didn't master all of them. Even though I had a chance to understand the instruction and the rules of the game, my focused aren't precise. I didn't get a chance to focus on one thing and just profession it.                                                                                                               
    One day, my dad and my brother went to a four-story mall and saw an ice skate rink. They told me that numerous of people went there and it was like their bone were frozen. It was so cold that they started to shiver and there teeth were quivering against one another. The way my dad explained the ice skate rink to me, hooked me and convinced me. In a sudden, I became so excited and ecstatic when I imagined myself gliding around the slippery ice. So, I asked my dad with a pleased face to bring me there. Lastly, my dad responded with a big yes and a grin appeared on my face. The next day, we went there and honestly I became nervous. Questions popped up in my head like what if I fall? Will I humiliate myself in front of everybody? But, I told myself to not care of what others think about me because they can’t judge us upon on our actions. They don’t know what I’d experienced or what I’d been through, so I don’t have to care of what they think. When I enter the rink with my rental shoes, I squeaked. Because it was so slippery, I nearly fell down on my butt. Then, I started to get used to it and started to hop around it, it was a really fun and enjoyable experience.                                                                         
    Months and days had passed, I went to the ice skate rink very often because I just love it so much. I can feel that this sport could be one of my talented gift, there’s a special bond between me and this sport. I felt that I could be left out at the rink for that whole day and could be happy with it because I love it so much. So, I asked my dad about getting serious about this sport. I wanted to learn more tricks and master it. But, my dad said that if your mom allows you to, so do I. In a hurry, I quickly ran across the rooms to ask my mom. I expressed my feelings and put thoughts into the persuasion because if my mom allows me to play this sport, my dad will be bringing me to the rink the following day. Terribly, my mom rejected and she said it’s just a rubbish sport that you won’t make anything out of it; I was so terrified about how my mom thought of this incredible sport. But, I didn’t entirely give up; I came up with a brilliant idea. I thought that if I could convince my dad maybe we both could sneak to the rink and start buying shoes and learn with a coach. Because my dad could be easily convinced, he agreed and allowed me. We both went to the Esplanade, the shopping mall, and rushed through the crowd up to the fourth floor. When I reached the rink, my dad asked for information about getting a coach. And I ended up mastering my skills with a glass-short hair coach. She’s very amicable as well as very talented (I thought).                                                                    
    After nine months of learning, my skills aren’t improving that seemingly. Normally, if you learn for nine months, you must be able to jump and spin very thoroughly. But, for me I can’t, I can barely spin and is afraid to jump. On the other hand, one of my friends at school, just started the sport and she introduced me her coach. Her coach was really talented (for real) and she’s fun to be with. I can feel that my friend is improving very rapidly that she can skate like me and I feel that after weeks and weeks, I’m not improving at all. It is all because of my coach’s kindness, when I asked her not to do the things I’m afraid of; she tend to skip it. So, I decided to talk to my dad about how I feel about this coach and how much I want to improve my skills.
    At last, I spoke with my friends about changing a coach. It was so hard to make decisions on making a transformation. I was hesitant in making decisions, so it took approximately 2 long weeks. At the mean time, I was stressed out, nervous, and kind of happy at the same that in fact I can get a chance to improve myself and fight at what my instincts told me to. I was nervous about my coach getting mad a me and as well as welcoming my new coach. I won’t know if there’s a difference in changing or it could’ve been worse. Surprisingly, I made my decisions final and made up a plan. My plan was to just come to the rink like nothing happened and I make sure my coach’s not coming on that day. I would just start learning with him/her (I don’t really know the gender) and if she finds out I’ll just talk to her face to face. The day came, I was so nervous that my whole body’s shaking. But, I didn’t let that interfere my goals and dreams and just before the moment I was about to wear the skate shoes. Here she comes, my ex-coach. She strolled right to me and asked me, what I’m doing? I told her that I came here to take a lesson, but she attacked me back by a serious voice. “Why don’t you tell me first, so I could’ve have come earlier to prepare!” she shouted. I took a deep breath and told her that, “Yes, I’m learning....but with another coach, I wanted to try something new.” I could see the changes in her face from cheerful to dreadful. The tears that are hidden inside my body’s trying to reach out and emerged because I felt a bit guilty and as well sad to disappoint someone. She said the last words and disappeared as she walked and walked far away from me.
    After the incidences had occurred, I wasn’t prepared but I had to, start my lesson with a new coach. His/her name is film, he used to be in ‘Thailand National Figure Skating Team’ but because education was more important; he had to quit. I found it hilarious and fun to learn with someone who has two personalities or gender. I wasn’t quite sure even until now if he’s a he or a she because he/she acted like a girl, but once in public he/she was a real gentleman. It seemed like the lessons were forever because it was so draining, sweats wore down my face and right down on my neck. But, I was pretty happy apart from walking away from my ex-coach. From then until now, I’d been learning with him/her for about 4 and a half months. I could see my improvement very clearly because now I can do spins better and is not afraid of jumping anymore. Because he had many students and he send many of his’s to competition. He also did to me, he forced me to because that’s the whole point of mastering it. He told me that when you’re good at something, you have to show the whole world that you’re enjoying it. At last, I did and it was nerve-racking at first because I never experience on being alone on the rink and performed.
    Before the competition, I also had many conflicts that one time I used to think of changing a coach. But, because of the support from my friends and other coaches; I believe in myself and didn’t let that block my goals. My coach had lots of problems in managing time, he didn’t came to teach me much because he has to work and study at the university at the same time. But until 3 weeks before the competition, I start to have concerns about practicing the moves and get used to the routine because all of my competitor are ready for it apart from me. I was so stressed out that I talk to everyone to lift those heavy pressure out of my body from my mom to my friends. I grieved and cried over it many times because I’m nervous. I felt like nobody understands me because they don’t feel at what I’m going through except one the coaches. She’s about 18 years old and now she’s a coach because of her incredible talents. I decided to tell her about my about my feelings because I choose to trust her because we’re like soul sisters. We used to fight and we used to be so close, and now we both learned and understand each other and somehow I found her as one of my idol. She has the determination and effort into everything she does and use her time very efficiently.  Her name is Mint and her personality is very attractive that I’m so happy to be with her. Once she noticed about what I’m going through, she felt very sorry for me. She told me that she would like to be help me and offered me a lesson. But, I didn’t want her to waste time on studying because this is her senior year and she’s trying hard to attend a college. But at last, she came and helped me and corrected my moves. Also, coach Film came and taught me the routines, I wish I have more time to practice and perfect the moves. But well, it passed and I won’t regret about it and see it as a life time experience that could not be learned a study class. Ice skate is a sport that will bring me happiness and good health and as well as toleration. It will teach me something that will make me even stronger and stronger everyday.