Whoosh Whoosh

Whoosh Whoosh is the sound of my skates as I dangle in the slot waiting for the right time to shoot. The sun is beaming its beautiful rays down upon Jenna and me as we play pond hockey in the middle of winter. “GOAL!” I exclaim as I celebrate for my amazing goal. “This day is beautiful” Jenna announced as we untied our skates and started to head home. “What are we going to do next” I inquired, considering it was only 9:00 in the morning. “We will just have to wait and see” Jenna replied. “It is going to be the most perfect day.” I said “I can just feel it” I added.

When we got home a new puppy was awaiting us in the door with bright pink bows in her hair. I screamed so loud people in Canada probably heard me. I sprinted faster than the road runner to the door and I picked up the puppy and gave it the biggest kiss ever. “I think I will name it Bella” I exclaimed. “She will be coming with us to the matinee Bruins game against the Montreal Canadians as well as your favorite singer Hunter Hayes” said my Mother. When she said that I nearly fainted after Jenna and I freaked out and my sister had to catch me from falling. Then we went to put as much black and gold clothing on as we could, and I put on my prized possession, a signed Milan Lucic jersey that he once wore in a game. Soon we were off to the TD Garden home of the Boston Bruins. The game was in the second intermission when the Bruins mascot Blades came up to Jenna and me and asked if we wanted take a ride on the Zamboni. But before he was finished we were already halfway down to the Zamboni doors and he had to run to catch up with us. Riding on the Zamboni was one of the best moments of my life. I got to go on the Jumbotron and I waved to everyone in the crowd. Jenna also had an amazing time on the other Zamboni. The final buzzer rang and the Bruins won 5-0. “What’s in store for us next?” I asked my mother. “You will just have to wait and see” My mother replied.

We finally got home and my mother told us to grab our snow gear because we are going to go skiing in Vermont. I love to go skiing so I gathered up my gear, piled it on my arms and dashed to the car ready to go. We finally reached our destination and I pulled on my snow stuff quickly and ran to the lodge to rent my skis. Soon enough we were on a chairlift up to the top of the mountain ready to hop off and fly down the hill. “I feel like I am flying on the chairlift” I exclaimed as we hopped off the chairlift towards the mountain. The cool wind blew in my face as I went back and forth from one side of the mountain to the other. Our last run of the day was the best, we went down a double black diamond and we raced down the hill. I won by a millisecond. Our skiing trip came to a close when we reached the bottom of the hill