ipl-logo

Personal Narrative: My Trip To Nathan Philips Square

132 Words1 Page

Last night I went to Nathan Philips Square at City Hall in Toronto. It were a beautiful summer evening. It was warm and sunny. Lost of people were there because of the Pan Am games celebrations. I stood and watched the crowd. I used to come there often with my girlfriend but not anymore recently because we are both busy now. There used to be only few people spending time at the square but last night many people were standing by the water. Some people were talking with friends or family. Lost of people were taking pictures. A band was playing music on the stage. People were sitting by the stage. They were listening to the music. others were watching the performance on large video screens. Everyone was enjoying the summer

Show More
Related

  • Orchestra Concert Critique

    340 Words  | 2 Pages

    The stage lights were beams as bright as the sun, and made the whole stage feel ten degrees hotter than the room. Of course, with me was my music, and my trusty violin. It was no million-dollar Stradivarius, but it was exactly what all I needed. It was an impressively

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: My Life In East Oakland

    545 Words  | 3 Pages

    I have lived in East Oakland my whole life. To the majority of people, the mention of East Oakland evokes thoughts of violence, shootings, and gangs. I was one of the people who believed in these stereotypes, and for a particularly long time. I was one of the people who saw Oakland as a wasteland, a place with nothing to offer me, and a place I had nothing to offer to.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: A Day In Alamo Square

    91 Words  | 1 Pages

    It was a beautiful day in Alamo Square, San Francisco in the year of 2001, and Anna was stuck in the math classroom learning about some stupid math equation. Five more minutes until school ends for the day, and then i’ll be able to walk to Linden’s Library and see the books! “Class, your homework is to read pages 132 and 133 then answer the questions on the page, ok?” hollered Mrs. Greene as we ran out of the door when the bell rang for the end of the school day.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: An Incident In Pensacola Downtown

    313 Words  | 2 Pages

    There was an incident in Pensacola Downtown that I was working on a school project for my Photo I class. I have taken a picture of a man who was wearing a zombie costume. When I developed the picture the next day at school, the man came out as a ghost. The picture showed that you can see things through the man. The most important thing about the picture that the people in the front line was visible and the people in the back vanished.

    Read More

  • Crime And Punishment: Raskolnikov

    638 Words  | 3 Pages

    I sat on the top row on the left side of the stage right in the middle. There were two entrances on the stage. On the right side of the stage there was a red wall with a rocky pattern lining the bottom, and a brown door. On the left side there was a beige background with a brown door. On the left side of the stage before the door there was a small rectangular seat with soft fabric covering over.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: My Visit With Andre

    304 Words  | 2 Pages

    I visited with Andre today before he left for the Boys and Girls Club (BGCA). Tracy Crawford is an excellent foster parent. Andre attends BGCA five days a week where he not only enjoys his favorite sport, basketball; in addition to learning socialization skills. Andre is earning an allowance by performing chores, which are switched weekly.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: My Visit To Paul W. Bryant Museum

    241 Words  | 1 Pages

    Last Friday I decided to visit the Paul W. Bryant Museum. This was invoked by a class assignment so I figured it would be pretty boring. Fortunately, I was mistaken and was pleasantly surprised on just how interesting the museum was.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: My Experience To Colonial Williamsburg

    422 Words  | 2 Pages

    As my family and I approach the entrance to Colonial Williamsburg in Virginia we were all filled with excitement and anticipation of a great weekend. The local hotel we stayed at was just down the road and provided an exquisite lodging experience we seldom find elsewhere as we travel. Roaming the grounds of Colonial Williamsburg, we stopped and listened to a woman in character explain here day to day responsibilities of taking care of the household while her husband was out in the field harvesting crops. Another actor was explaining his day to day life as a blacksmith forging swords for the local regimens. The employees that are on staff facilitating presentations at various stations around the compound, maintain the character for the period of the historical person they are portraying with remarkable acting.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Getty Museum

    121 Words  | 1 Pages

    An Embarrassing time is when me and my family went to the Getty museum there was an outdoor area where and I was wearing flip flops that day. Next we were looking over an edge which was very high up. Next, my feet were towards the edge of the railing that was blocking me from falling. Then my shoe fell off into the beautiful scenery down below we were looking at. It took hours for the employees to find a way to get down there, because it was very far down.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Mall Of America

    466 Words  | 2 Pages

    Hello I visited one of your locations, I am not exactly sure of the store number, but it is S106 in the Mall of America. I came to this location because it was the nearest one, and there was a hand bag as well as a few charms, and a key chain I wanted. When I walked in this location with my other shopping bags and sister-in-law, eager to make my new purchases, my eagerness immediately dispersed. As I walked in I noticed that the store wasn 't too busy, and there was one sales associate up front, which made me even more happy because I suffer from anxiety and crowded places and the Mall of America in general usually causes it to get bad. I started to head towards the area of the store I needed to be in when I locked eyes with the sales associate.

    Read More

  • One Direction Concert: Ford Field

    663 Words  | 3 Pages

    The stage began to look more and more like a stage as the workers brought out the pieces and connected them. Sitting one by one the chairs waited to be sat in. As fan’s wandered through the stadium, a lost expression settled upon their faces while they desperately searched for their seats. Anxiously, the fans awaited the start of the concert. The clean ground already began to fill up with food wrappers

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: A Christmas Trip To Boston

    668 Words  | 3 Pages

    In my story I talk about one of my favorite shots I have ever taken. This story begins around 5 o’ clock in the morning after Christmas.. On a brisk cold early Saturday morning after Christmas we were on our way to the train station. Every year I get a Christmas trip instead of a present. This year I was headed to Boston!

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: My Trip To JFK Airport

    632 Words  | 3 Pages

    On a dark and cold December morning, my family departed our house at precisely 6:17 AM for the 52 mile drive to JFK Airport. I was 11 years old, and was about to leave for a much anticipated trip to Puerto Rico over winter break. Little did I know that I would have a transforming experience before even landing on the island. As we waited in line for security, I found myself staring at the flight status monitor, memorizing all of the flights and their departure gates. Some kind of special connection was made with that hypnotic flight information screen!

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative Essay: My Trip To New York

    1511 Words  | 7 Pages

    New York is a very popular city that everyone is familiar with when they heard of the names of Statue of Liberty, Time Square, and the Broadway, but this place to me is not only just an ordinary city; it is a home that I most feel safe and protected. It has a very special meaning in my life since it was the first home that my family and I resided when we came to America ten years ago. New York was filled with such wonderful memories such as when we tried to adapt to a new life, culture, new people, and foods and learn how to speak English. It is place of comfort that I feel most at ease and relaxed. Although we only stayed in Queens for half a year when I was still seven, it has always been a place where I consider special and unforgettable.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: My Life In The Tony West

    1930 Words  | 8 Pages

    People walking the streets, holding banners and signs. Protesting for mixed communities, never before have I seen such rampage between two colors. As I was working at the local diner on the Southside of Downtown Alabama. I noticed one thing, one person, may I say. With his long blonde hair and muscular body, he might have been the most handsome man I’ve seen in this town.

    Read More

More about Personal Narrative: My Trip To Nathan Philips Square

Open Document