Descriptive Essay Trip

The Jungle Cruise attraction in the Magic Kingdom and the Safari ride in the Animal Kingdom are two rides that I’ve been on countless times; I never realized how they perpetuate the common stereotypes and misconceptions of Africa. They include figures (Africans) in tribal garments, decorated masks, and wild animals. They ride pokes fun at these misconceptions and people believe them as truth and continue to view Africa as this exotic and savage country. When I read about the man who moved from a country in Africa to the United States, expecting to encounter lots of women and have lots of sex, I was surprised at the misconceptions that other countries must hear about our country. It’s amazing to think about how long I’ve believed many of the things I know about Africa have been a lie. Reading these two chapters motivated me to research more on the internet to see what I could find, compared to what is stated in the

In the comparison and contrast essay, “Remembering My Childhood on the Continent of Africa,” by David Sedaris, the author talks about the jealousy he feels towards the excitement present in his friend Hugh’s life. David Sedaris explores the contrast in the dullness of his own childhood with the adventurous lifestyle of his friend’s childhood. Using descriptions, personal experiences of his friend and himself, and language, Sedaris explains why he takes satisfaction in passing his friend’s stories as though they were his own since the stories were more interesting. The field trips, environment, and activities all contribute in the development of the difference in lifestyle between them.

Traveling is one of my family’s favorite things to do. The family has visited numerous places throughout the United States, however, none are as memorable as Atlanta, Georgia. In Atlanta, there are many places to go and sights to see such as: Cola-cola factory, Cabbage Patch Kids Factory, Under Ground Mall, the Zoo, Atlanta Braves Stadium, Six Flags Over Georgia, Stone Mountain Park, and the Atlanta Aquarium, are all in or near the city of Atlanta. The three that we visit on every trip to Atlanta are Six Flags, Stone Mountain, and the Atlanta Aquarium.

Unfortunately I see this conversation ending with Celeste and Jim both very upset and no solutions to the conflict being discussed. It seems that at the end of this scenario the conflict was beginning to spiral out of control, and communication was shutting down. It will end with Celeste and Jim blowing up at each other and not being willing to understand the others perspective about the situation. They will not talk for a while after this happens and Jim will hire Nikki as he intended to from the beginning. As a negative end to this conflict I see Jim and Celeste looking back over the conflict still trying to defend their position (retrospective goals).

During the past summer, I had an experience that changed my life. The experience wasn’t one moment or one day, but rather a whole week with my family and cousins. The reason this trip was so important to me is because I did a lot of things for the first time and it was a great opportunity to explore outside of Minnesota. I really like Montana or any state with mountains, so it was very fun to see and experience all that. But the main reason i’m using this trip for my experience is because I like to think about the future. Going to Montana helped me think about that because I am most likely going to live there or in some state with mountains. It was just extremely fun to think about.

Senior Sela Davis decided to go on this trip because she knew this would have a bigger impact on her than going on another vacation. This experience was more than she expected it to be,

Woodland avenue reminds me of the motherland. I have never been to africa because a round trip to Guinea and Sierra Leone is about five thousand dollars, which is costly. Therefore, I get somewhat of a feel of Africa from Woodland avenue. In “The way of a Cherokee”, Foxxy’s memorable place was the wild mountain country, because it reminded her of her Cherokee culture and her grandfather’s tales. Foxxy mentions the memories she would have of her and her sister running around looking for white tail deers. This reminded me of how my sister and I used to run around Woodland avenue during our thirty minute break looking for new goods to buy or different foods to try out. Sometimes I would stop at my aunt’s restaurant known an “La madinque” to order some homemade soup and rice known as peanut stew. My sister and I would invite the girls from the masjid and we would go out to eat as a group. One Saturday in April 2016, my friends and I were talking about the this major party coming up at this nightclub called “Sakira”. My friends and I skipped the first part of class to go to a nearby Rite Aid to buy Makeup and Falsies. On our way back to the masjid, we stopped at dunkin donuts and grabbed some food. We figured that if we came back during breaktime, Uncle Ali wouldn’t notice. Surprised, when we arrived back at the masjid, he was waiting for us at the door. My classmates were forced to clean the masjid at the end of class, which wasn’t too bad because that deed is a form of

In 1957, my journey in Africa started; I had just turned 23. I took a ship to Mombasa, Kenya. I traveled into the jungle and saw many chimpanzees.

“The Myth of Wild Africa” introduces one to the false, preconceived notion of Africa and Africa’s people that were around since the early 1900s. The book compares older, colonial methods of conservation that were coercive and based on the “myth”, and newer Afrocentric conservation efforts that are more objective and inclusive to the African people. The book emphasises that the inclusion of African people is what will make African conservation successful. In the past, Africa as considered an untouched paradise,

I come from Los Angeles, a city over 7,500 miles away from Nambonkaha, yet I am not new to the African culture. Having friends and teachers from various countries within the continent such as Ghana, Namibia, Egypt, and Rwanda. I remember my first introduction to my friend, Justin, who was from Ghana. I can distinctly recall the aroma of Coco Butter, which I only learned to identify in the following weeks. Growing up with a friend who is from Ghana never seemed odd to me, other than I would rarely be able to meet his entire family. I often would catch myself thinking about the cliché thoughts, What is it like over there? Is it safe to go? Should I go when I’m older? Each of these questions proved to be a fruitless argument, cycling through my

That trip ignited a passion for fighting poverty, disparity, hunger and disease. It opened my eyes and refocused my worldview. I began to recognize that extreme poverty, inequality, and human suffering was beyond books. It was real, and it was all around me. I began to see the privileges I had: a good school, family and home. I began to

Driving to the campus, I didn’t see wild Africans with animal skins on their backs or herds of elephants. Instead I saw trees- much like downtown New York city, buildings, cars, (and traffic!). But what I was about to experience was far from the NYC Manhattan feel. I was going to be in the midst of a mass of underprivileged people, living in crowded, rundown shacks.

There is no better setting to present life’s unpredictable and uncontrollable nature than a veld in Africa.

The only sound that filled my ears was my keyboard clicking as my fingers raced across it. I had been procrastinating from finishing this assignment all evening, but I knew I needed to get it done. The burning sunset was shining through the windows as I was finishing up. It was a peaceful silence, until I heard the soft whispers of my parents that ignited my sense of curiosity. I was concentrating hard; doing my best trying to make out the hushed words that were being spoken.

Historic buildings have been saved, businesses are booming, inner-city crime is coming under control and you'll seldom be stuck for a parking space. Factor back in those stunning mountains, magnificent surf beaches and outstanding vineyards and you'll soon discover - like many before you - that it's easy to lose track of time while exploring all the wonders of this unique Southern African city. Now don't you think it's time you made a date with Cape Town?