The first time I tried a new activity was when I was eight years old and went on a field trip to a skating rink. I was frightened because there were adults skating and going fast, but as time passed, my friends got in and I was left alone because I was afraid of falling and tripping someone. My friend and volunteers assisted me in gaining the bravery to step into the arena; it was frightening, but they took my hand and we skated at a regular pace; it was a lot of fun, even though we stumbled a couple of times; no one was injured, and we enjoyed skating as the chilly wind passed us by and the loud music began to match our movements.
