Personal Narrative: A Day In Canada

A Day in Canada

Tap Tap. “Matthew time to get up.” I wake up to see my dad looking at me. “ Good morning, I say” even though it was 4:30 in the morning. The day was going to be a ok day, as for me I got dressed, packed my suitcase, and we left the house. My dad and my mom started talking about how the trip was going to be awesome while I was trying to get some shut eye. When we arrived at the airport my mom had to wake me up from another long cat nap. We went through security, got on our plane, and was on our way to another great day in Canada. It took us about 4 hours to get to Toronto, Canada. Once we landed we ordered a car and was on our way to Ontario Canada. On the way we played music and played I spy. My dad parked the car at the cabin and we started to get our stuff out of the car. I walked in to see a nice cabin with maple wood and beautiful pictures. I took my stuff up to my room and then ran all the way down to the lake where I was on my knees looking down in the clear clear water. I could even see my reflection. I knew right from the start I was going to have a great time. It was

I tied a hook onto the end of my line and placed a worm on the hook I was so excited. I casted my line out until the pole slipped out of my hands into the lake. I got so mad, so I rushed up to the cabin and told my dad that the pole flew out of my hands. “Well,” he said with a grin on his face. “You have to go fetch it out of the lake.” I was astonished, my own dad told me I have to fetch a pole in a lake that is infested with fish. I almost went to the restroom right there on the spot. The day grew on and I was on the dock pacing back and forth asking myself if I should go in or not. At 12:30 my dad and my family were about to leave for lunch when I dove into the infested water and pulled out my pole from the depths of the