Alaska At Last: Now That's The Spirit!

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Now That's The Spirit!

The winters of my childhood were long, long seasons. We lived in three places - the school, the church and the skating rink
- but our real life was on the skating rink.
~Roch Carrier (Off the Canadian $5 Bill)

This pic off the internet brings back memories.

Hopping aboard the recently resuscitated Magic School Bus, brand new battery shipped in from Anchorage and all, I was headed home today thinking of the million and one things I would never get accomplished tonight nor was ever meant to. But that didn't stop me from stewing about the mental list I have accrued lately. So my mind was reeling and I hadn't even gotten home yet, when out of the corner of my eye I spied a sight so precious I had to stop the bus and shout out a "You Go Girl!!" There she was taking full advantage of our ice covered tundra roads, little Katelyn had laced up her ice skates and was gliding past where others were only walking. She grinned at me, waved and skated on. I saw a piece of my childhood reignite. Yay! It hasn't disappeared into X-Boxes and Play Stations, some of those kiddos are still carrying the torch out there and going for it. Growing up we skated on any frozen water we could find lakes, ditches, stalk ponds, puddles, you name it. Just about everyone had a hockey stick and pucks laying around their house ready at a moments notice. So seeing Katelyn skating down the road tonight made me a little homesick for times gone by and a little hopeful for times carrying on.

"Beware that you don’t look down on any of these little ones. For I tell you that in heaven their angels are always in the presence of my heavenly Father."
Matthew 18:10

2 comments:

AnonymousJanuary 13, 2011 at 2:48 PM
Fun!! I have to share with you that Matthew is in the Learn to Play Hockey program. He sort of "runs" on them rather than glides, but he tries hard!! Also, I was going through his scholastic book order last night, when I came upon the book...."The Magic School Bus: Artic Adventure" No joke!! Of course I thought of you and had to order it! It was only $1.00, so we'll see!!
Take Care,
Lisa Street
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RachelJanuary 13, 2011 at 3:49 PM
Lisa I so wish I could have seen him play!!!! And that book I actually stole it out of one of the other teacher's classes because I had to read it. LOL it's cute you'll like it.
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