No one, out of the 7 billion people on Earth, has seen the world from my point of view. My family comes close; consisting of my mother and step-father, who have supported me along the road to this point. I fell in love with hockey the first time I went with my step-father to his men’s league game; I’d run the boards and even work the clock. It was there that I found a part of my life that I could not live without. My first cross-ice game, I wanted to strap on the pillows; by the end of my first cross-ice mini-net game, I knew the only thing I wanted to do was stop a little rubber puck from ever getting behind me. My parents saw how happy it made me and started bringing me to goalie lessons so I could learn more about the position. As I grew older, bigger, and more mature, I started to take those lessons more seriously. Sure, they were still fun, but what I learned became more important to me.
I love my parents and family, but they aren’t billionaires; they give me everything they can to help me along my path, and I do my part by taking nothing for granted and fighting for every opportunity that comes my way. Aside from athletic training, my parents have focused on teaching me important lessons: honesty and hard work are immeasurably valuable. I have an awesome little brother who is seven years younger than I am; he is autistic, and I have learned the responsibility I have of being a leader for him. He is my biggest fan by far, and I am beginning to understand how important it is for me to set a good example for him to grow and aspire to be.
What sets me apart from my peers is my athleticism; no one can match my drive, my intensity, and my desire to be the best. When I take to the ice, no matter who we are playing, I expect to win and I expect to perform as close to perfect as possible. Age, size, speed, skill—none of these traits intimidate me. I will shut down players with incredible talent who are older, bigger, and faster. As cliché as it sounds, I try to match the mamba mentality of Kobe Bryant; no one is willing to work harder than me at my craft, period. I work with a trainer weekly, I have workouts with my goalie coach weekly, and I play lacrosse to build both my stamina and my hand-eye coordination. Everything I do, I treat with the same intensity. My gym teacher has called my parents, telling them that I take gym class too seriously; when it comes to competition, I am driven to be the best. It fuels me in hockey and it fuels me in life; second best is never acceptable to me. I am always ready and willing to do whatever it takes to succeed.