Personal Narrative: My Growing Up In Hockey

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I was the first Inuk to make it to the big leagues. My drive, my determination and my style of play is really how I made it to the NHL. I began my career young, playing hockey with my older brother Terence and all his friends. I always had to earn my spot when I played with them, if they were playing body cantact, I was too. I’ve always thought that’s what’s made me the player I’ve come to be. My energetic and physical style of play is what I was noticed for and that was always my role. Growing up in Rankin Inlet was tough and hockey was our escape. Life at home was shitty to say the least. Hockey saved me from the booze and abuse at home, letting me escape and move to Alberta when I was only 14 years old. From that point on, I was immediately noticed. I played just like I had …show more content…
I was drafted to the Brandon Wheat Kings of the WHL in my Bantam Draft year. That was my break, that was my time to shine. I lit it up in Brandon and was drafted to the Nashville Predators of the NHL. I couldn’t believe it. My lifelong dream had come true. Life was perfect, but that’s when my best friend and brother, Terence, decided to shoot himself. Sure my life has turned out pretty unreal, but I have been through more than the average Joe. Growing up in the North with alcoholic parents was terrible, but that’s just made me the person I am today. The physical and mental abuse was never ending, and one summer, I couldn’t take it anymore. My dad was trying to tell me that I wasn’t his real son, and that he wasn’t proud of me for who and what I’ve become, and I ended up beating the shit out of my

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