Personal Narrative: My Trip To Fargo

Sophomore year I was playing at a soccer tournament with my old team. I was playing a great game even though the score was not reflecting my hard work. Towards the end of the game I jumped up caught the ball landed, my body went one way and my legs went the other, then I fell to the ground. Everyone around me had heard a pop, I knew it was my ACL. From this moment in my soccer career I knew I needed to be determined and to be focused on my recovery in order to get back out there. Recovering wasn’t hard, the hardest part was keeping my strength. Through my surgery soccer has taught me many things that I use outside of soccer. One thing it taught me is to never quit, not just from the recovery but from many thing. I was very the best on the

“I’m so bored, Dad.” I groaned. I slumped against the boathouse wall. Even though I typically hate boats, I vividly recall being so irritated that the ferry hadn’t come yet. I was at Star Line 's boathouse on Mackinac Island, and we had been waiting for at least 20 minutes for a ferry. I was beginning to become bored and angry. I was thinking, This is so boring. Then a slow, lackluster ferry came into view. Its eroded chairs were dirty as a worm’s playground. Then it started refueling. “Ugh,” I said.

It was a cold winter night in Upstate New York. My mom and dad were enjoying a cup of coffee, my sisters were playing video games, and I was editing a few pictures on my computer. My mom brought up the idea of a vacation. She said” We haven’t been on a vacation for a long time”. We all agreed and were hoping for my dad to also agree. Then my father said with a cheerful voice “Where do you guys want to go for vacation”. Me and my sister Rahma wanted to go to Florida, but, my other sister Selsibila wanted to go to California. Since Florida is closer and most of us agreed on going to Florida my parents said, “Ok then Florida it is” and we all ran to our rooms to pack up our stuff. My father quickly went on his computer and started looking for a rental. After we packed up all our stuff my dad said” Everyone go to bed, so we can wake up fresh in the morning and get the trip started”. So, we all went to bed. I can barely sleep thinking about all the fun were going to have. After about 15 minutes everyone was sound asleep and so was I.

My freshman year of high school, during basketball season, I injured my knee while playing in a home game versus Paola. I ended up tearing my acl and meniscus in my right knee, resulting in a surgery and a lot of therapy. I loved playing basketball and it was my favorite sport, but ever since I injured myself I haven’t felt the same way about the sport.

It was my first time ever visiting Disneyland. While we were waiting for the ferry my stomach felt like it was was upside down. I felt sick. I had never had a feeling like this. It was the most exciting moment of my entire life. It felt like the ferry was taking as taking hours I couldn’t wait any longer I was bouncing up and down trying to be as patient as I could. Eventually after what seemed like hours the ferry had finally come in there was a slight breeze that blew the ears about on my goofy hat. When the bridge was lowered and the captain gave us permission to board I ran on and went straight upstairs to the front of the boat, I could see it in the distance the Disney castle this got me even more excited which made me start to jump up and down and then my Mickey Mouse sunglasses fell off my face and in to the water my mum shouted at me as I just got the sunglasses but I didn’t let it affect my day as I knew it was going to be one of the greatest days of my life.

When a person thinks about bullying, it usually involves a young kid in a playground and a bigger kid trying to take his or her lunch money. Another instance would be a high-school student on the Internet cyber-bullying another high-school student. What most people do not see is someone of higher power bullying someone under them. Like a boss and an employee, or a teacher and a student, or for my sake, a coach and an athlete. Being bullied can make some people feel the need to end their existence, but some can point out bullying because they know what it is like to have someone be nice to them, and bullies can make their victims so scared of them that the victims do not want to do anything about it. In the book Narrative of the Life of Frederick

This summer I had so much fun doing outdoor activities. On a birthday trip to Pigeon Forge, TN, with my family, we did a ropes course, went zip lining, and went rafting. Doing all those activities in one day filled me with excitement and fear at the same time. At the end of the day, I was tired but happy!

Me and one of my friends were getting ready for a huge day. We had this super awesome idea to go to Lagoon for the whole day. Opening to closing. We had packed lunches and everything. Right before we were about to leave my house to head to lagoon, my mom asked if she could talk to me. I knew something was wrong because I peeked outside and saw my dad outside on our deck in tears. I said “what’s wrong?” She said “Cannon, your grandfather passed away”. I burst into tears. It was already a rough time for me because about a month before that day, my great grandmother had passed away. It was a hectic day. My friend had to call and have his grandparents pick him up which took about 45 minutes because they lived kind of far away. During that time, my dad told me “pack your bags, we need to go visit your grandmother” I remember that I didn’t pack much because I couldn’t think. My mom immediately booked us plane tickets to Portland. It was super close but we made the flight. It was my first ever experience on an airplane. I’m pretty sure that was the only thing that I enjoyed during the whole

When I was eight, my family could not believe what I was doing to my nanny on the way to Gatlinburg. My family and I begin to scavenge our belongings to place in my mother 's car, my anxiety and excitement begins to rise. We all start to swarm in the vehicle and to my recollection, I notice the sun beginning to ascend over the horizon. My mother stomped on the gas pedal to accelerate the car forward out of our driveway onto the road. In the car, my parents occupy the front driver and passenger seats, my brother sits next to the window behind my mother and I sit behind my father, which leaves the middle seat for my nanny to take up. On the way, we all resolved to make a pit-stop by McDonald 's to get some breakfast. Our on selves stayed approximately an hour seeing that I pleaded my family to get back onto the road on behalf of my patience escalating very slim.

A jumbo jetliner went soaring through the sky, reaching upwards of 570 miles per hour. The Boeing 747 had endured a grueling nine hour flight over the Pacific Ocean. I was nine years old, excited, yet scared to see a new country. Germany had been a place that my father always talked about, he grew up there and left his mother and sister behind to live with his dad. This was the first time I would be meeting any of my family from Germany.

“Crack”, “click” was what I heard before the most excruciating pain I have ever felt filled my right knee. It was on October 7th, it was just weeks before my junior season was going to start. I was at Massillon Washington high school at wrestling practice like I was almost every day. I was drilling with the assistant coach Percy McGee hitting single legs which was my favorite move. About 40 seconds into the drill I hit another single and all of a sudden my knee locked at about 90 degrees. Unable to straighten my leg I became very panicked but my coach assured me that I would be ok. Little did he know that it was going to be a life altering injury.

“What do you want to do when you become older?” That is a question many of us were asked when we were extremely young. As we grew up we continued to be asked the same question whether it was by a family member or a friend. The bold among us likely conjured up occupations a far cry from the typical nine-to-five grind; only to learn later in life that job opportunities like being a veterinarian would be hard to come by. At first, I thought that question would have been a lot easier to answer, until I had to start preparing for my college applications. Than, I felt a whole lot of pressure on my shoulders. This question can be difficult to answer under any circumstance, but I found it intensely challenging when you had your hand wrapped in a ten-pound cast. I had a minor volleyball accident during the first month of my last high school season that caused me to not be able to play for almost half the season, which was a downfall for my teammates and me. However, the injury may have done one positive thing… it helped me figure out what I wanted to do in life.

All of my life, I had known nothing, but Snellville, Georgia. Snellville was a very small city in Northwest Georgia, weighing in with a population of about 20,000. Since Snellville was where I was born and raised, I was used to what the city had to offer, even though it wasn't very much. My family and I had never traveled outside of the state for two reasons: we weren't in a financial position to do so and my father could not get the time off from work. It was the beginning of July in the summer of 02', when my parents completely surprised my brother and I with round-trip plane tickets for a two week stay in Greece.

When I was fourteen years old I almost tore my anterior cruciate ligament (ACL) and had to have surgery for it. The following weeks I spent in a wheelchair, and then eventually I was on crutches. This challenge made me realize how much I take everyday life for granted, and gave me a perspective on how quickly something like that can take away your normal life. Trying to maintain my grades, my guitar lessons, and friendships was a struggle during this time because of my lack of mobility. However, through patience and hard work, I was able to recover somewhat quickly and have learned from the experience.

It all started by deciding on where we wanted to go.At first we wanted to go to the beach. Our second choice was to go to Disney World. At the end we finally made a decision on where we were going. We were finally going to Disney World I would have preferred the beach just a little bit. But at the end i'm finally able to go on a family trip. Two days have passed every day has been more and more exciting for my brother and I. My brother was so excited one day that he was already in the car because he thought that we were already heading to the airport.The night that we were leaving we had to wake up at 3:00 in the morning.The intence was when we were heading to the airport.