With every Olympic song, I found an excitement growing inside me when I was first to skate at the
age of five. But, unfortunately, I was badly hurt in a match. I quickly stopped my skating. Smiling, my
understanding husband just shook his head, "Skating is your passion(酷爱之物), but of course we can
stay at home."
     It was crazy, I know, that a thirty-seven-year-old mother of two wanted to skate circles under disco
ball lights after 10 years. I found the excitement growing inside me. I loved to skate. So I was out there
having the time of my life, listening to the music with a smile upon my face and heart, with only one desire
to skate again.
     I belonged here. It was so right to be back on the ice.
     "Did you use to be a skater?" A little girl looked up at me with questioning eyes. Taking time to give
my answer, I looked around the rink(溜冰场), where I could see so many years of lessons, Olympic
dreams, and a love of the ice that I knew would never die.
     "No," I replied. "I am a skater." With a smile, I glided away. Skating had finally turned me into a
champion--a winner of a lifelong passion for my favorite sport.