Personal Narrative Essay: My Trip To North Dakota

I had an awesome summer this year! My family and I spent lots of time with our relatives and doing fun activities. During the summer we rodeo, spent time with family, worked, went on vacation and just spent time with friends. Read below to find more about my exciting summer.

Every year, my family goes on a snowmobile trip with my friend Aftyn’s family in Spearfish, South Dakota. About two years ago, we drove out for our trip as usual. The first day was super fun. We stopped at Four Corners, a fun hill to climb, and we did lots of racing. The second day was a little more eventful.

I take a deep breath my lip quivering as the wind blows on the last week of winter vacation. My family decided to go on a road trip up to Big Bear. We decided to stay the whole week. It was a snowy beautiful drive up the mountain. We stayed up in our cabin and I brought one of my friends up with me. My sisters me and my friend Ally all decided to take snowboarding lessons for four straight up days and we would be having lessons for four hours a day.

Visiting to a state that I have always wanted to go is to visit Colorado with my family; therefore, it was fun while going to that place. This happened last years’ summer. There are a few things that we did in that state. So before we went to Colorado, we had to drive from one state to another. Like we first drove from Illinois, our state, to Iowa. We had to stop in Iowa for many reasons. Our family had to stop to using bathrooms, we also stop and to get gas because we drove on the highway, and sometimes we do have to stop and get some food and drinks because we’re always hungry and thirsty; and after we do those stuffs, it’s time to get back onto the highway.

Throughout my life, I have traveled to many different cities in the United States. Unfortunately, I have not had the opportunity to experience staying in a different country or foreign culture for an extended period. One experience that I experienced culture shock in would be my travels to Mississippi.

Getting down to Nebraska was harsh and the trail was dusty. The children like me had to take care of the animals. Jim, Antonia and myself became really good friends after living next door to each other for a while and we do everything together. When I work, I help my dad to plant and harvest crops and hunt for food. We planted and harvested corn, potatoes, pumpkin, wheat, peas, carrots and tomatoes. In the years I lived in Nebraska, people died sooner because all of us didn't have the certain type of medicine to keep people alive longer. When I went out with friends, we would take turns on who took the wagon out and if it was my turn and the wagon broke down I would have to fix it myself. We have both rich families and poor families in my town. I have a friend that

I had no idea about what I was going to find in Little Rock. First of all, I have been enjoying my groups company, I feel that we’re more close and united after that trip. Therefore, I liked a lot traveling there with them and I also adored the highway. It’s wonderful to admire nature while you are on the road, it reminded me some speedways in Mexico.

So after our visit to Cedar Lake we set off on our way to the badlands. Now this isn't going to be like the kind of story where i talk about our amazing time their and skip all the driving. This is about the trip their and the many of complications but many of miracles. Our trip to the badlands is one of the most inspirational parts of this entire book. Their are many of places and times when God really reveales himself to us and shows us his great mercy.

On May of 2010 I went to Kansas City, MO to see my Grandma. This was my first long car ride since I can remember , nine hours going speed limit. First, we were in the rough side of Kansas, mostly because we lost signal and got lost. We couldn’t look out the side of the window or there was a fifty fifty chance we may or may not get shot. My father of course being him , decided to race out of the avenue we were then chased out by a gang. However they did not start a drive by and we made it out safe.

I was born in Texas and live here now, though moved around a lot when I was young. I had been to eight different schools by the time I graduated. For some reason or another, every few years my family had to move somewhere else for a promotion or a bigger opportunity. Aside from just moving to a different suburb, When I was 11, my Dad was promoted and we moved to Wyoming. Friends aside, it 's just a cold and un-interesting place. Not much else to say. Thankfully, two years ago we moved back to Texas and I don 't miss Wyoming one bit. As for now, I recently graduated high school and am in college for the first time. In terms of aspirations, I 'm especially creative and enjoy drawing, graphic design, and other artsy hobbies of the like.

If my friend and I could have a limo for 24 hours I would want to go to South Dakota. Three things I would want to do there are, got to Mount Rushmore, The Badlands, and Crazy Horse Monument. The first place we could go to is Mount Rushmore. We could go there because it is the only monument that has all four presidents heads carved into rock. Another reason why I want to go to South Dakota is so I can take my friend to see the Bad Lands. The Bad Lands are very cool. You would think the are made out of rock, but they aren 't. The last place I would want to go is to Crazy Horse Monument. Crazy Horse Monument is a monument of Crazy Horse the Indian. When I was there I met real Indians and I got a souvenir that was hand made

On a foggy, fall morning sand filled the air which was no different from any other day in Oklahoma.There was no sign of sunlight for many miles.Houses that my friends once lived in were demolished by tractors,hoping mine wouldn’t be next.Unfortunately,soon it would be demolished.My friends have left their houses and moved to open land because of the Great Depression.Familys couldn’t afford to live on the land that they were once on.I am sick,sick and tired of hearing my parents go back and forth yelling until my house begen to convulse,and not because of the yelling.It was another dust bowl.Little did we know the worst one yet.

Kansas was a dull and dreary place. The farm I lived on was a dusty and flat piece of land. I could see the land touch the sky in all directions. There wasn’t one tree on the property. The sun could become extremely hot at times especially with my fur coat. It was tedious. The dust blew with the slightest breeze and stirred up with every step. Being that I was low to the ground, dust frequently was in my face.

As we walked down to the river, the birds were making a whistling noise, and it was quite annoying because the birds were so loud Will and I could barely hear each other. When we were walking down to the river on a rock that was on the path was a famous quote from Muhammad Ali and it was about the river and it said “Rivers, Ponds, Lakes, and Streams - they all have different names, but they all contain water. Just as religions do - they all contain truths.” While we were getting closer to the river the birds got so loud and if there was mute button to mute the birds I would have the moment I saw that button because they sounded like there was a train coming through the river. So have you ever heard of a river well a

Some things you experience in life stick with you for a long time. A family trip I took to Durango, Colorado was one of those experiences for me. There are so many different things that made it so memorable for me. Waking up surrounded by trees, hearing the faint sound of water running from a nearby stream, and finishing this perfect setting were the mountains towering over it all.