Chapter OneBorn to Skate
It all started with a little girl in a yellow snowsuit. She was three years old, and she wanted to ice skate more than anything in the world. She took a few steps and splat! down she fell. Determined, she got up and tried again. Splat! She gave a big grin. Already, Sarah Elizabeth Hughes loved the ice.
She was born on May 2, 1985, in the town of Great Neck, Long Island. Sarah was the fourth of six children, two boys and four girls. Her parents, John and Amy Hughes, had always wanted a big family. When he was a boy in Toronto, Canada, John's parents used to care for foster babies. John got used to having lots of kids-and toys and diapers-around. Home wouldn't be home without plenty of children.
So first there was Rebecca, then David, then Matt, Sarah, Emily, and Taylor. The future Olympian grew up in a very full and busy house.
From the beginning, the Hughes children were expected to excel in athletics and academics, just as their parents had. John and Amy met at Cornell University in Ithaca, New York, where John was captain of the ice hockey team. In 1970 the team won the national championship, and John thought about going pro. But when he didn't make the final cut for the Toronto Maple Leafs, he went on to law school instead. Amy, meanwhile, went to graduate school for accounting.
But John Hughes hadn't lost his love of hockey. So when the growing family moved to a big split-level home in Great Neck, he built a hockey rink in the backyard. He wanted his kids to enjoy pick-up hockey games whenever they wanted, just as he had growing up in Canada.
"It wasn't a great rink," Sarah told Long Island daily Newsday years later. "The ice was bumpy. There wassome wiring underneath and, for a little bit, we had a Zamboni. But it broke down, and my dad stayed up all night hosing the ice down."
Her oldest brother, David, who had already had some figure skating lessons, took to hockey immediately. So did his tag-along pal, Matt. But hockey wasn't Sarah's thing. "My mom bought me a pair of hockey skates at one point, but I don't think I ever played," Sarah remembers. The flying pucks scared her. And besides, she didn't want to be on the ice with a bunch of other pushy guys in uniforms and helmets.
She wanted to skate alone!
Already Sarah wanted to be noticed, to be the best. "I was always the one who demanded attention," Sarah told The New York Times. "I was always very competitive, regardless of what it was. I tried to skate faster than my brothers and sisters . I always wanted to be the first to do everything."
Luckily, there was a big local rink nearby. Sarah used to go along with her older siblings when they went for lessons and practice. The kids would sit on the bench to wait for their mother to tie their skates. Once, because Sarah was so impatient, Amy did hers first. As soon as she was finished, Sarah flew off the bench and onto the ice. Frantic, her mother had to call out to the attendants to catch the little girl before someone crashed into her. Next time, her mother put Sarah's skates on last. But Sarah couldn't stand to wait. So at age three, Sarah learned to tie her laces herself!
"It wasn't so important for me to tie my skates first," Sarah remembers. "It was because I was the only one who could do it right, how I liked it."
Sarah can barely recall when she started skating. "I remember being really young and takinggroup skating," she told "Newsday. "We played red light, green light. The instructor was at one end, and whoever reached the other end won."
Others remember how happy the toddler always seemed on the ice. When her first coach, Patti Johnson, first saw Sarah she was wearing molded plastic skates. "She got on the ice, and she ran and fell and giggled and got up and ran again," Johnson told "Newsday. "She had no fear."
Sarah took to the ice like a duck to water. In fact, she was a prodigy. She soon mastered moves it took other children many years to learn. Figure skating is a complicated and difficult art. It requires many years of dedicated training.
Skating itself is probably four thousand years old. People in Northern Europe, who needed to be able to get around on ice in cold weather, made crude skates out of animal bones. They tied the bones around their feet with leather thongs. The blades were usually made of reindeer, elk, or horse bones. But some were made of walrus tusks!
Skating was good transportation. Soon people discovered it was fun, too. By the 1400s, the Dutch had invented iron skates for use on their frozen canals. The rest is sports history.
Gradually blades got narrower and sharper. Today's blades are made of polished steel. The bottom of the blade has a slight inward curve to it, with a groove down the middle...
Ruth Ashby is the author and editor of several titles for young readers, including Her Story: Women Who Changed the World. She lives in New York City.