Collage Essay Page 1

Jay Goldstein
Creative Writing
9/17/09

“Oh my god, their twins. How old are they?” My sister and I must have heard relatives, family friends, acquaintances, and others say this statement hundreds of times over the years. My older sister Marlo has always been well my older sister by 3 years, she was my leader during my younger years, guiding me through life’s young challenges. She started playing soccer, I started playing soccer. So when she started skateboarding I started Skateboarding.

Since that day in the fall of my fifth grade year, skateboarding has kind of been my thing, you could say. Let’s not forget about baseball, hockey, soccer, tennis, and plenty of other sports that came before I found my true ambition. Skateboarding was the first sport I played where whistles weren’t blowing, coaches weren’t yelling, and most of all there was no one to let down other than myself.

And seven years later, I’m what I always wanted to be when playing those previous sports so many years ago. I wanted to be that game winning homerun or overtime goal, I wanted to be the hero. Now I can officially say I am that hero, for myself that is, with skateboard competitions giving me the confidence and joy that I wanted to achieve so many years ago, but now without any pressure from others.

Thinking of it now, I never wanted to be that home run game winner kid, if the game was on the line I dreaded stepping up to the plate, all the pressure. In skateboarding there is no pressure, no one is depending on you. I can only blame myself for not landing a trick. I don’t like having to depend on other people or vise versa.