Personal Narrative: The Day Before Thanksgiving

Some people attend parties, feasts, or even carnivals for Thanksgiving. On the other hand, I am kind of different. I love to spend time with my family making arts and crafts. My mom usually makes a feast at home and cooks my favorite Indian dishes. My parents, my sister and I find some type of entertainment to get our family to spend time together. I text my friends who are in different states and I spend some time with them on Facetime too.

Every character in a story has conflicts that are revealed through their actions and thoughts. Internal conflicts are struggles within a character’s mind, while external conflicts are composed of struggles that a character faces from an outside, conflicting force. Internal and external conflicts are inevitable and are present in every story. In the text “Thanksgiving: A Personal History” by Jennifer New, the author is struggling with an internal conflict of understanding the value of Thanksgiving.

Shivering to the bone, running in the front door of my dad’s house I hear the sound of pots and pans popping on the stove. From the moment I stepped foot in the door I could smell ham and sweet potatoes baking in the oven. Walking in the kitchen I see my step mom mashing potatoes with a beater. As I walk to the stove I see eggs boiling so we could make deviled eggs. I hear a strange noise so I turned and I saw my grandmother in the doorway holding a crispy apple pie she had just made that morning in her hand. Then the timer went off and I pulled out the sizzling ham and soft rolls. The touch of the rolls in my hand brought back old memories of years past. My grandmother then took the pie out of the bag and put it in the oven

It was a sunny day, the sun is high up in the sky and I woke up with a smile on my face, I remembered that we are going on a trip to San Diego. My mom woke up early in the morning to make breakfast for the family. The breakfast for that morning was an egg with sausages and bacon, those foods were my favorite breakfast foods.

Right before I went out onto the field to play catch with two kids my dad nodded, "Good luck!" After we had warmed up the coaches had us catch pop ups. They hit the pop ups with a tennis racket. Next they had a hit. If we were not hitting we were in the field catching the balls that the other kids hit.

Hello! I hope your Thanksgiving was rejuvenating and enjoyable with family and friends. This is Angelia (Angel) Hirsch from the summer practicum course through Liberty University.

Grandma said “These two men were out on the street with nowhere to go for thanksgiving and Grandpa asked if they wanted to come in for breakfast” Just then Grandpa came in and with the newspaper and some food for tonight. Once he got situated everyone sat down at the table. Timmy knew the prayer the Grandpa and Grandma always said before a meal and so they folded their hands and pray.

“Can I have a Clif Bar? It's hot out here backpacking.” seid my dad. I got out the Clif Bar and started to eat it. “Well, we can’t stay out here forever. Let’s keep on going.” I grabbed my backpack and swung it over my shoulder.

When it came to celebrating Thanksgiving as a child, Jennifer became accustomed to her family’s ‘get-togethers’. For example, she states that “upstairs, a football game hummed from the T.V. ...and the stereo piped one of [her] grandmother’s classical music 8-tracks from room to room.”(New,68-69) Then, later in the day, “Thanksgiving supper, held in the dim light of late afternoon”, was “the moment that brought [them] together-[her]

The main thing I did over my thanksgiving break was hunting. It was Bob Carter, Andy Carter, Wayne Woulsy, Willy Carter, and I. We started duck hunting on Wednesday on the 23rd of November. Are first hunt we saw a bunch of mallard ducks light on a pool east of are blind. We killed 1 wood duck and 1 wigeon duck.

Have you ever had a bad holiday? This last Thanksgiving wasn’t the best holiday I’ve encountered. The vacation was four days long and it was fun, but the Thanksgiving meal wasn’t satisfying.

Each time I 'm at the Island la gomera I know I 'm No more the happiest individual on the planet. La gomera does truly have an immense meaning to me in my life, in my childhood we spent most our time there, truly living our lives to the fullest. We explored the nature and did a lot of fun things together, however nowadays we just go there once every three years. Contrasted with different places on the planet makes la gomera a noiseless place, and it 's superb and unique nature gives me lots of inspiration when I 'm working with my art projects. The heaven Island can grow anything from bananas to guavas, and obviously there 's palm trees. The climate is quite hot where it seldom rains. Me and my family really like swimming in the ocean there,

The smell of the onion and carrot soup from today lingers in the air. Bread crumbs litter the floor like sand on a beach. I always stay late in the evening to help clean up. As usual, Henry Watkins takes the longest to let the soup move down his throat to his hungry stomach. He was one of the firsts to start eating dinner here. Now we have around 200 people every night. Many people had too much pride to even come in at first. This is all happening due to the stock market crash. I started volunteering at the soup kitchen when I first saw the signs, “Help wanted new soup kitchen opening”. Yet the only reason I was here was to gain some kind of father-daughter relationship with my dad. Al Capone, my father, did not know I was his daughter though.

The horror creator, as the legends say, was filled with mysteriousness; so mysterious that people tried to hunt for him yet none of them ever come back; some say he only appears during the night stalking people, making the victims have a trauma for their lifetime. However, he was only a mystical creature; we knew nothing about him; whether he exist or not; whether he is a bad person or not. I was a type of a guy who wouldn’t believe in such urban stories; this soul is created just to make children behave themselves. I thought I was right, until I have experienced this evil spirit, face-to-face.