Airport Security-Personal Narrative

I collected my carry ons and exited the plane quickly not knowing we would have to face long customs and finding our bags. Soon it was over though and I can remember stepping out of the airport into the fresh air of the beautiful island.

Following September 11, 2001, air travelers experienced many changes in airport security procedures. For example, airlines instructed passengers to arrive at airports as much as two hours before takeoff for domestic flights. After passing through security checkpoints, passengers were randomly selected for additional

Back in the fourth grade, I went back to the country I originated from with my mother. This was my third time out of the country. Because I was older I could remember every detail. It all started off at midterm of fourth grade. I Told Ms Wilson I was going on vacation for about 3 weeks the funny thing she did was give me some homework 2 textbooks to read and study. It was no problem got it done on the plane anyways. As I went home saying goodbye to all my friends at school. Packed my bags and headed to the sea-tac international airport.

Sighing, she sat down and continued to look over her papers of old news and letters to the column that she co-ran with her cousin, Analisa. She picked up a letter that caught her attention, the paper seemed old. It had the appearance of something from a movie she had once watched. She turned it over to see that it had been in fact addressed to her, not her column, but her specifically. She opened the envelope and pulled out the parchment

I was just pulling up to the airport in my car, a 1998 tan Toyota Camry. It was a brisk morning and the sun had just risen, dew was still fresh on all the cars in the parking lot. This was just another routine business trip for me. I have to fly out to the middle of nowhere in Pennsylvania and to do a stupid meeting and then fly all the way back. This is just the beginning to a terrible trip I think to myself. As I get into the terminal it seems like a normal busy day at an airport, completely chaotic. People are running everywhere and kids are screaming from impatience. But this doesn’t faze me, I continue to walk to my flight gate and approach the security check. Just as I was about to walk up this man bumps into me and my bags go sliding across the floor, into the chaotic mess of people. I lose sight of them for second and I start to panic. My flight leaves in 20 minutes and I can’t be late again. That would be the end of my job. As I continue to scan the area the man that I

" Please Spencer, I can explain all of this to you. PLEASE, Just listen to me!" I exclaimed at her which caused a slight change of expression on her face.

and going there with my family was awesome because we experienced new things I was happy to see my

I am in the plane right now! It’s finally happening. Whooowhooo! Okay, so my day consisted of Chic Nguyen picking us up at around 2 p.m and driving us to Philadelphia. Thanks him we were able to stay on schedule. When we got to Philly, we as a whole group decided to eat at Pho Saigon. I ordered a Pho Dac Biet, which was delicious, but there were just too much to finish. After we finished, we waited patiently at Dunkin Donuts. The van picked us up at 7 p.m, I packed our things up and said my goodbyes to Mom, Andy, and Chic Nguyen. It was a good farewell, I will be seeing them again in a month anyways. During the three hour ride to John F. Kennedy International Airport I had some thoughts swarming into my brain. “Will everyone like me? How

tears just started flowing down my face, much like a stream. I spent the rest of the day with my

At this time one of the stewardesses came to me and gave me special form for US arrival security. I have a thing about filling out the forms and I felt happy. But after a while, I felt annoyed because of the many forms that I received. At last the airplane came to a bumpy landing. The airplane went over a long way and at the end parked near one of

After the test, I decided that I would tell Jara that I was sorry. “Hey Jara,” I said during history, “I just wanted to tell you that I’m sorry. For calling you an idiot and everything.”

Then she couldn't finish because we went into Math class. When we were in Math class I felt like I couldn’t look at her. But I wanted too but it just felt awkward. We did Math and the Science (in elementary school we had Math and Science with the same teacher.)

It happened on August 20 -it was the day when me and my dad had to fly to the

Running down the airport halls anxiety blights my heart pulsing with fear that the vacation we planned for months may be delayed indeterminately, fortunately we arrived to the security screening and passed through with only minor annoyances and eventually tracked down our gate where we was supposed to board my heart was as suddenly reconciled of the disturbance as a tranquil ocean in the aftermath of a terrible

I stiffly walk out of the Chennai International Airport leaning heavily on my cane and am greeted with soldiers holding back thousands of people frantically waving signs to signal their loved ones. Their shouts are foreign to me as I only know how to speak a little Hindi. It is night and I can see the lush tropical foliage blowing in a gentle breeze that does not cool the stickiness that covers my body. Rivers of sweat are already streaming down my face as I take in the sights of a different world that smells foreign with a combination of humans and the verdant earth. Standing with my carryon and small black suitcase, I start walking down a small path that threatens to spill over the barricade. Uncertain with my heart pounding in my chest, I look in vain for the car that is supposed to pick me up from the hospital for my surgery. Over to my right in a dark corner not lit up with tons of lights, I see a dark-skinned Indian holding up a piece of cardboard with my name, along with Apollo Hospital. Feeling a little bit of hope now I quickly cross over to him as he cheerfully greets me in broken English, helping to load my luggage in the vehicle. I sit down in the back with the air conditioning cooling me off and wonder again if I was up to the challenges of medical tourism. Contemplating, I set my face into a brave look as we pulled out of the airport and hit the one of the main roads towards my hotel, or at least I hoped.