Personal Narrative: My Mother's Seventh Hole

We approached number seven-tee box, and we saw the fairway was cleared. We started our seventh hole. My dad hit a straight shot, and it traveled a long distance. We drove toward the women’s tee, so my mom could hit her ball. She hit a straight ball, and it traveled a long distance, too. We approached the green, and my parents putted their balls in the hole twice. Therefore, my mom got a five, and my dad got a four for the seventh hole. We approached number eight tee box, and we saw the fairway clear. We started playing our eighth hole. My dad hit another straight shot, and it landed next to the hole. We drove towards the women’s tee box, so my mom could hit her ball. My mom hit another straight shot and landed next to the hole. We got closer

We entered the clubhouse, and I felt the cool air from the air conditioner. I smelled the food being made for the tournament the next day. My parents got glad when they entered their scores in the computer. I heard ice being scooped out of the cooler. I got a glass of water, and I took a drink of it. The water refreshed me. We left the clubhouse after a few minutes, and my parents enjoyed the scores they got. I enjoyed watching my parents play golf. I got happy when I saw my parents enter their scores in the computer. My parents got happy when they saw their handicaps go down. I got a refreshing glass of ice water and sat down to drink it. I got hungry when I got done drinking the glass of water. I ordered a cheeseburger, and it tasted good. I got done eating the cheeseburger, and I told my parents it was good. After a hour, we left the clubhouse, and we got in the cart and drove to the shed. We loaded the golf cart in the shed, and we left the course. We got in the vehicle and left the course. I talked to my parents about our next time we will be going to the course and golfing another round. I enjoyed my visit to the course, and I wanted to go there again in the near future. My parents said we will go there again next