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Elise Cormier

Senses of the Game

I see girls who look more comfortable with skates on than off

Who’d rather skate than walk

Who breathe ice, not air

I see the life in every player

I see the heart in the team

I see myself and my team as I look on.

I hear the sound of the puck hitting sticks

So crisp.

I hear the cutting of the blades through the ice

So clean.

I feel the vibration as the sticks rattle the boards

Rhythm to live by.

I feel the intensity and desire

So familiar.

I feel comfortable

More so than I do at my house, in my bed

I’m home.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]