My Small Moments

My Best Day With My Mum

Last week on Saturday my mum and I and the rest of the family went figure skating. As soon as we entered through the doors it was cold like I was left outside to freeze. We had to wait in a line to get our shoes. I felt like the line was rushing to get tickets for a huge concert. Finally we got to the top of the line and ordered our shoes quickly.

After that we had to walk all the way around the ice rink to get to our chairs. My dad said I could go first. Every bit of me was shaking and I felt like there were butterflies in my stomach. I went on the ice for the first time I couldn't control my feet properly. I nearly got the hang of using my feet properly.

Meanwhile I saw my mum getting on to the ice, she was scared like a bear was going to eat her, so she jumped of the ice and my dad already knew how to ice skate before me. I was so shocked at my dad that I didn't want to look at him.

As soon I was on the ice my sister was on. She slipped a few times and on her bottom. She was having fun and screaming too. I could hear her screaming all the way from the other side of the rink. When I did my second round I heard lots of people having fun and screaming as loud as they can.

After that I had enough skating for tonight, so I asked my mum if we can head back home and she said “alright call your dad to come in.” I shouted to my dad “ Dad we are going now.” He came skating as fast as he can. Finally we head back home and I said to myself “ I had a really fun time.”