Personal Narrative: My Trip To Chicago

One night, during the cold winter, I walked along the side walk to reach the local store down the block. As I walked out, before I can realize it, I was dropping down onto the concrete while bullets swiftly passed me. I then began to run back home, but I wanted to keep running. Away from Chicago, away from the west side. Growing up in Chicago, it was easy to assume that there was nothing different beyond the blocks of my streets. Everybody lived the same way and talked the same way; not many people was different. I made my own decision, at the age of 10 to not be another statics of my community. When my mother moved my family and I to San Antonio, I devoted my time to school and bettering my opportunity to go to a Tier one institution which

Like the classic saying has it “You can take the kid out of Brooklyn but you can’t take the Brooklyn out of the kid.” Same goes for Chicago this is my story. I was born in the windy city, on the south side. I wasn’t there for that long I was there till my fifth birthday, and then I moved to Boston, Ma with my mother, sister and I. However, I believe that south side raised me because every winter and summer vacation I would visit my grandmother or as she liked to be called “Mo-Mo” While visiting her I’ve seen some pretty harsh situations. Let’s just say living on south side is pretty tough it really like a jungle; I see the way family and old family friends live. South side Chicago has taught me to never trust clowns, watch my back, don’t stay out to late, and NEVER trust anyone other than your “gang”/ family and to not smile to much it’s a sign of weakness.

HONK! BEEP! SQUEAKK! Every which way of me, cars are honking and breaks are squeaking but I don’t care because I see it, the best amusement park ever… Cedar Point! For the longest time had I been asking to go here, the day has finally came.

After all of that we went straight to bed. Next morning my mom decided to go out to eat because we were all tired and hungry. We went to this breakfast restaurant that I forgot the name of which was really good. I obviously had the coffee, and the omelette. After the delicious salty breakfast we went out to the downtown part of ludington. the downtown part of ludington is kinda like downtown glen ellyn. We went and saw some cool shops ( I couldn’t remember what type of shops there were). After all of that shopping, but buying nothing we went back to our camp site. Once we got back to our campsite we had an idea of going to the famous lighthouse there that was about half a mile away. The lighthouse was supposed to a have a gift shop to. Once we got to the light house we had to pay to get in. After we payed we immediately went to the top of the lighthouse. The top for me was imitating. But after a while I got used to it. So once we got the whole lighthouse experience we went back to our campsite because it was getting dark

Once, I had to move from a very diverse neighborhood in Chicago to a much less diverse suburban neighborhood of Cincinnati, Ohio. Although it had only been six months since I arrived to Chicago, the diverse makeup of the community prevented me from feeling like I was a minority. However my new neighborhood, and thus my new school, was not as diverse. In fact, I was one of the handful foreign students of the school. Moreover, due to the fact that the students did not have a chance to interact with other cultures, I was able to feel the xenophobic attitudes that others had against me. Nonetheless, I did my best to not let these get to me that I would smile and be amiable to everyone, including the people who openly stated that they hated my culture.

My wagon train and I are leaving Independence and will travel 166 miles and 6 days to Alcove Springs. While we were leaving there was a huge traffic jam with all the carts and animals. The cart in front of mine was driven by a lawyer from New York so he didn't know how to control his animals very well. When we got to the Kansas River the carts wouldn't float so we all had to pay $1 to use the raft. After 6 days and 166 miles we finally made it to Alcove Springs. Many people kept going because they were afraid of the Native Americans. The water was so beautiful and clean, but there were a ton of mosquitos. Sometimes they will get into the food and turn it all black.

Being on the trail for about a week has brought unexpected holdups. First off the tall grass that scrapes my bare legs as I walk. Lena, Lilly and I all have plenty of gashes from burs and thorns. Our first landmark was Alcove Springs. We never stopped, although it was nice to think that there were people before us taking this journey.

"It's a beautiful day for baseball!" I shouted in the parking lot of the 5/3 Ballpark. My family and I were walking down the gigantic parking lot, with red square tiles, to get to the ballgame. We had a little under an hour and were truly in no rush. We could see the gates that led to the ballpark and I was extremely excited for the upcoming baseball game. I didn't really care how the game went, as long as the Cougars did well. I had brought a baseball mitt to catch a baseball, for I had caught baseballs in previous games and I was hoping that history would repeat itself. Going to this game was my sister, Veronica, my brother, Nicholas, my Mom, and my Dad. After heading through the gates and getting our tickets scanned, we headed into

One Winter morning, when I was off of work and spending time with the family by decorating the house for Christmas. My two daughters, Elizabeth who is fifteen and Maria who is ten felt that the Winter season was full of life and glamour. My wife Donna was making cookies with the whole chocolate scent filling the whole house. Elizabeth went outside in our shed to get out Christmas lights. Elizabeth asked me, “Dad, did you always help out with the lights?”

It doesn't sound particularly meaningful, but one of the times I'm really proud of is when I got myself un-lost from the lower levels of the streets in downtown Chicago. In Chicago's downtown, there are many streets that are double- or triple-leveled, and the lowest levels are usually full of

Sun beaming through the window hitting me right in the face, I was tired of just lying in bed this is not what I called fun. It was the last weekend of a long break and I was so upset with myself for letting it all go to waste. I was going to make sure this weekend was the best. Thinking of all the things we could possibly do as a family, I quickly remember that was all had season passes to Six Flags, which were also going to waste. I started to convince my parents that we could take a trip to Saint Louis.

Saturday, September 19th, I did the Big River Sweep with many members in the RLC. At first I was skeptical about doing the sweep, because Andy was talking about how deep the water was and that if I got injured that it was on me. I expected it to be cold, and very deep water. I thought I was going to be swimming in the water, and picking up huge objects that's bigger than Sprinkle. I thought I was going to be seeing big fish, basically I had this idea that I was going to do some form of scuba diving. My thoughts and Andy’s experiences had me frightened about doing the Big River Sweep. However, I was optimistic and thought that this could be a great experience and I would learn much from it. Which, I was correct, it was a great experience I

we went to a few stores and brought souvernors..When we was done souverner shopping we wen back to the hotel and cooked hamburgers and watched somemore scary movies. All the kids really wanted to go swimming and the beach but the adults didn't so we stayed at the hotel. The next day we finally went swimming for the first time since we been in florida. We had so much fun. we played games in the pool and more. Once we was done swimming we went to the beach. The beach was very sandy. Its was very hot outside so the sand was hot to. When we got in the water it was cold. When we got use to it was getting warm. When we got in the water we forgot that it was salt water so our nose, eyes, and mouth was burning and tasting nasty. Since the water was hard to swim in the took us back to walmart to get googles so that we can see. When we got back to the beach it was so much easier to see. We looked for

“If we had unlimited gas money what would y'all want to do?” I asked my friends Sophie, Taylor, and Sierra.

I am going to write about something beautiful I had seen recently. It is a sunrise . When I had saw this sunset in the sky or where ever it is. When I first laded eyes on it I just couldn 't stop thinking about it. It was beautiful.