Personal Narrative: My Trip To Washington

Of the three planes that crashed, two of the planes hit the Twin Towers, and one hit the Pentagon. The plane that didn’t hit anything had passengers that fought back and crashed it into a field in Pennsylvania. Powell Middle School had a trip that offered any honor roll student the chance to go on a school trip to New York. I worked hard all year, and I was able to attend the trip. We went to many places, one being the 9/11 Memorial.

Charles Lindbergh was so determined to do it but he did not have the money for a new plane. So, he had nine local businessmen help him to pay for the new plane. The plane was built by Ryan Aeronautical Company in San Diego. He named the plane “The Spirit of St. Louis.” Lindbergh did a test run of the plane from San Diego, where it was built, to New York, only stopping in St. Louis for one night (Charles, 1). Ten days later, he decided to attempt his transAtlantic flight, flying out of Roosevelt field at 7:52AM.

My father flew over one month before I was scheduled to; he planned on getting everything situated by finding a job and a place for us to live. Even with all the American movies I watched, my favorite being Batman, I only had a vague idea of what it would be like to live there. My mother would tell me, taking advantage of my young guilble mind, that I would love it, make a

Now that he had his young 34-year-old wife organizing his appearances and calendar schedules, James could reopen his studio in her old apartment in the early 1980’s. He took sitting with many celebrities there, such as; Bill Cosby, Lou Rawls, Muhammad Ali, Miles Davis, Jean-Michel Basquiat, and Eubie Blake, for 1000 dollars each sitting. James’ adventurous career ended in May of 1983, when having a heart attack only an hour after receiving a Doctor of Humane Letters degree from Howard University in Washington, D.C. According to critics, James was an idealist, a dreamer, and romantic at heart. A retrospective of his work - shown at the National Portrait Gallery in Washington D.C, from 1933 through 1944 - sealed his reputation as the premier photographic chronicler of the Harlem

As a Navy Reservist in a top cargo handling unit, I found myself on an airplane more often than I could have imagined. In those 5 years, we traveled to Virginia and Texas numerous times throughout the year for our weekend meetings not to mention yearly trips to places like California, Guam and Hawaii. It doesn't matter if I was away for the weekend or for two and a half weeks, packing made me apprehensive. I knew what I must bring... the uniform and what I wanted to bring... fun clothes. But I wanted to bring everything under the son with me knowing well that I'd have to buy more luggage for the trip home.

In The Great Gatsby, accomplishing the American Dream of being wealthy affects your life because money ends up taking control of you and your life. Jay Gatsby shows us this when he “bought that house so that Daisy would just be across the bay (85).” Once Gatsby was wealthy enough, he bought an enormous house across Daisy Buchanan’s house, just to be close to her and to take good care of her. Everything in his life revolved or had to do with money. Tom Buchanan’s life also revolved around money. Tom “came down with a hundred people in four private cars (82)” for his wedding day and bought Daisy a “string of pearls valued at three hundred thousand fifty dollars (82).” Tom took advantage of having money to make his wedding a memorable day and unique wedding and to make Daisy be more attracted to him since she seemed to be attracted to wealthy men.

But, because we were eight American- Russians, with expensive handbags and drew the most attention to ourselves with four carry- on suitcases because of the two week long trip. The trip started a couple days after school ended, when everyone was enjoying the amazing freedom of summer, I was stuck on a large, yet claustrophobic vessil.As I stood up from the luxurious business class, my legs stgarted to tingle with excitement. Well that, or I have been

My senior year started right after I landed here. My host father picked me up at the airport with two students from Hamilton who are my friends now. I had just arrived at my new house that we went to the Appreciation Day. I could have met a lot of people from Hamilton and especially the football team with whom I was going to play. After a few days, I made my first practices as a kicker of the team.

My last month in Malaysia was spent saying goodbyes and arranging meetings with relatives and friends before I became half a world away from everything I know and love. Soon enough, the awaited flight to America came and 30 hours later my family arrived at the doorstep of our new world and opened to door to our new lives. After an amazing summer of travelling and binging on Netflix, the moment of dread finally

I then started imagining myself in an airplane obviously me and my sister were gonna be traveling in an airplane. Two days before the day to leave my sister and me started packing everything we were gonna take and we took 2 suitcases and we each had a backpack to take with us on the airplane. The day before me and my sister were talking about how different would it be there from here. It was 5 am and it was time to get up and start getting all of our things and head out to the airport it took 2 hours to get to the Atlanta international airport, when we go there my parents helped get out our bags and we went in to get our suitcases checked. Once we got all that done we headed off to our gate until it was time to get on the airplane and leave.