My Trip to Florida 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”.
Another time I walked down our stairs, and it slipped. Six months after the first time falling, I needed surgery. Normally on a Friday morning, I would have ridden the bus to school and hung around until class started. Instead, I hopped into my mom’s suburban, and we rode to St. Gabriel’s Hospital in Little Falls.
In 2008, right after Christmas my family had the special experience to go to the Cotton bowl for the Missouri Tigers football game. The Cotton Bowl is held in Dallas, Texas, back then Jerry's world (Dallas Cowboys stadium) was in the process of being built, so the big Mega scoreboard wasn’t there. My whole family came down to Columbia on Christmas Eve and we sang our Christmas songs together and celebrated Christmas together in my grandparents house. There was a bunch of us in that house, I remember walking down the stairs one morning and all my older cousins were back in the corner of the basement and they were all sleeping together in that space, I would crack up every time I saw that. This time after Christmas instead of all going back
I thought everything out and my mom and I would go to my grandma’s house on Christmas eve stay there till Christmas day then leave that night. That way I could be back the next day. This Christmas eve the procrastination was strong and I saved all my wrapping for that day so we did all the wrapping and proceed to go to grandmas house. Long car ride puts me to sleep so I fell asleep on the way up
and i did. I remembered that one night when i brought him into the kitchen in his car and he walked to the table and everyone was so happy for him. Now every time i see my family they just stare at me like it's my fault he died. Mom keeps telling dad that everything is going to be ok, but i don't think it is. Our lives have changed; Doodle changed me.
It was the evening of Friday, September 20 in 2002, and Mrs. Smith had just arrived at Munson Stadium to help set up the Booster Club booth, as she was a sponsor, when she received a call from her husband. He wanted to know if he should go pick up their pizza at Domino’s now, or wait until Mrs. Smith was done with her shift at the booth. After talking through their options, they decided that he could pick it up around 7:15, which was right before the big Homecoming game would begin. Mrs. Smith finished making her way to the booth, after saying goodbye to her husband, and she was delighted to find it had almost been completely set up. But, the other sponsors were having trouble figuring out a way to display the ear warmers that they were planning
Sitting in the nurse's office, I called my parents and they said they would be there as soon as possible, but camp but a little over an hour away. I ate probably five popsicles while sitting in the nurse’s office, but they didn’t taste as exceptional as they usually do since I was in pain. Originally, I was supposed to stay three more nights, but I guess my camp experience was over for that summer. Soon enough, my parents got there and we started our drive back home. My mom thought it was broken, but my dad swore it was just a sprained ankle that would heal in a week or two, so we waited until the next morning to go to the doctor to find
By the time the trip actually came around six months later, Reid and I had broken up and hated each other. My teacher was ecstatic to tell Reid and I that we were sharing a room together; notably, she never knew about any quarrels. I had to drive myself to the airport the morning of my plane ride to Orlando, Florida. I had my permit and my mom was in the car with me, she made me drive that day because she was hallucinating. I stood by my bunk buddies Reid, Lucky, and some senior girl when I got inside the airport.
I was so excited the night before it was the same kind of excitement i has as a kid on birthdays and christmas. I remembered trying to go to sleep all night and wake up just to see that it was only in the wee hours of the morning. I remember how i found out i was going i was sitting in the car on my way back from justin all star football game when his mom asked me what i was doing for the super bowl i told her that everybody was going to my aunt 's house but i wasn 't because me and my cousin always seemed to argue. I went on and on about it for 30 minutes before she engaged herself in the conversation.
There were 10 other teams from all around Iowa. I showed up barely on time and exhausted. It was a very long day, but ten games later and we ended it winning second place. I drove home with my friend and teammate, Emma Olberding. We drove back to my house and stayed there for the rest of the day.
A couple of weeks ago, my sister’s fiancé sent me a text asking me if I want to meet Richard Petty. My heart started pounding with excitement when I read that message. My sister’s fiancé gave me the details about where Richard Petty was going to be at and I could not wait for the day that I would be standing beside a NASCAR legend. On July 17, Richard Petty came to the Rite Aid corporate office to support their annual carnival for the kid’s event to raise money for the children’s miracle Network and Hershey Childrens hospital.
Discouraging Distracted Driving A couple months ago my roommates and a couple friends were enjoying a sporting event that was being broadcasted on the television. During one of the commercial breaks we were socializing with each other and all of a sudden each of us, one by one became quite because of a commercial that was airing. The word “yeah” flashed across the screen and then a young woman with tears streaming down here face said, “these were the last words my sister read before she died”. Her sister had been driving while reading a text message that was four simple letters, “yeah”.
Also, I threw up so we had to stop at a resting stop to change my close. We also had to wait and hour until I felt better. In addition to, when we finally got their and I saw her and I instantly fell in love with her.
All my 8th grade classmates and I sit on the cafeteria floor at Daniel Wright Middle School, giggling and staring at the gigantic screen. A slideshow plays. Often mortifying pictures of our younger selves appear with our names. I recollect all the vivid memories from middle school and earlier, like when my 5th grade teacher accidentally threw a snowball at one of my classmates. My friends and I sit together, hollering when we see each other on the screen.