Personal Narrative: The Adirock Canoe Classic

As long as I can remember, even if the memories are just flashes from when I was a toddler, my parents have organized canoe races. One event in particular has by far the most impact on the local community and me personally, the “Adirondack Canoe Classic”, or “90 Miler”. As small children my sister, who is two years older, and I would have a babysitter that took us around to various pit stops over the three day event to cheer for my mother while she competed. My mother had a rule for my sister and I that we could not race in the event until strong enough to pull our own weight, so when she agreed to let my sister race at age 10, that became the age at which I could compete as well. I remember about an hour total of day 1 during my first 90 mile canoe race. It was September of 2009, the race starts on a Friday morning and it is foggy. The boat I raced in was built for four people, my sister, mother, and my mothers friend. I woke up early, sometime between six and seven, I was staying in a hotel suite and breakfast is already underway when I go downstairs. I was given a beagle with peanut butter on it, …show more content…
More interestingly, I have had a chance to look back upon such experiences from the viewpoint of my current age, and question the logic that came from my viewpoint as a ten year old. Of course, I can't change what I have seen, but emotions I felt in response to certain stimulants have changed or evolved with maturity. For instance, if I were to lose a tooth I would not think twice nowadays about the tooth fairy. Seven years ago however, I clearly had different priorities. Adding to that point, losing a tooth now would be a much bigger deal than seven years ago, I was expected to loose teeth then, it was a celebrated