Of the three planes that crashed, two of the planes hit the Twin Towers, and one hit the Pentagon. The plane that didn’t hit anything had passengers that fought back and crashed it into a field in Pennsylvania. Powell Middle School had a trip that offered any honor roll student the chance to go on a school trip to New York. I worked hard all year, and I was able to attend the trip. We went to many places, one being the 9/11 Memorial.
We had been on a flight for about three hours, and I was very scared, because that was my first time on a plane. We were sightseeing in Arizona for a day or two, taking pictures and shopping around the local stores, looking for cool stuff to bring home for our families. The day after, we were supposed to take a van for a 12 hour trip to Puerto Penasco, to the Penasco del Sol Hotel. That
I was in 4rd grade and I have never been to Mexico before. My mother decided to take me there for about two weeks to visit my family there and my grandparents, but during that time I was still attending school so the teacher just gave me two weeks of school work to make up when I get back. I got home and my mother was already packing up, so I went to pack my stuff and picked out my favorite clothes to wear. Once I was done, I went to sleep, mother awakened me up at 3am to get ready to leave to the airport. After a very long wait in lines at the airport, we were finally boarded on the plane.
Upon my return, I expected to resume going to the school’s campus and only be half online. This wasn’t what happened, however. “We live too far away now. I can’t drive you so far every day.” My mom had said when I asked her about my returning to school. This created a great rift between me and the people that had been my friends.
We would take four buses all the way tour parents house. This was the night we would go to our parents house on December 24 we did this so then if we could meet our parents on Christmas or right before Christmas. We went in the train station with very little money just enough for our tickets and very little food. We reached the last bus my stomach was hurting it was a hour bus ride I was nervous because what if my real parents were mean and didn 't want us. We got off the last bus and it was 6:00pm we had to walk a 20 minute walk.
My dad was deathly sick and needed surgery at this time. As a result, him and my mom couldn 't go to the most important tournament that I would ever play in. Averey and her parents decided to take me in for the week long tournament. Although I wish I could have had my family there with me this tournament was still one of the best times of my life! Getting to spend a whole week with my best friend and my whole team, eating out every day (even twice some days), spending the times we weren 't playing at the pool or watching movies in the lobby and most importantly, a week of what we all loved to do most, play softball.
Three days later I was discharged to come home with my mom and dad! It was my first time home on a sunny morning. My mom said I had a crib right next to their bed and that I would always try to climb out of it. She said that I had climbed out the one meter crib which was right next to their bed. She said that I would climb out to go sleep next to them.
When I first arrived at El Toro, i looked around and saw people staring at me as though I didn 't belong there . I felt like I was under pressure to do more than I was expedited to do. As I walked to my first class at this school, I noticed that no one had paid attention to me as though the world was spinning around me and I was frozen in the middle. As I went through the day I realized that every person at this school has a lot of potential to become a greater person. Most school wouldnt even care about the students education, they would just try to get them out of there hair.
Moratorium week, just after the fourth of July holiday, was really the only time that the families could get away without having a basketball practice, cross country practice, a baseball game, or worry about work calling. We did just about everything you could do on a vacation from going to the beach to getting eye level with a 250-pound black bear. Michigan City turned out to be as much fun as Florida.
The Great Prison Gerard allowed the group to rest for one last day while he made the preparations to head back to (Aston). Tsilah had never been there before and was eager to being the journey. After bidding farewell to her father the 3 left the Brigand's Claw hideout headed for home. They had enough food and basic supplies to last several days and enough zlatan coins to last for months. The trip home was about the same as all of the others except Khole was at a distance from them.