Narrative Essay About Parasailing

The wet tiles that were beneath my feet felt cold, and moist. The locker room was filled with the sound of scalding water slapping the tile floor harshly. The room felt hot and humid like a summer day in Florida. I could feel my anxiety burning within me, in the same way a fire burns down a forest. It grows profusely worse as the second hand on the clock above my locker ticks away. I quickly changed into my swim trunks, and crept into the swimming area with fear and anticipation. I tiptoed my way down the stairs that led into the pool. I could feel the brisk water slowly creep up my leg as I forced myself deeper and deeper. I was on my way to my mother who was going to try and teach me how to do a back float. I remember tipping

It was sometime around 6:00 p.m. on a Thursday night in the middle of January 2016. There was a swim meet going on and it was just about to start. The teams were warming up and getting ready for the meet that was due to start in the coming hour. I was warmed up and concentrating on the race listening to music in my newly acquired platinum studio beats. The music was loud and the nerves were setting as I walked into the locker room with my friend and teammate. As we passed I said good luck to our teammate who I was racing against in the 200 free style. Then out of know were he pulled my friend to the side and whispered something in his ear. I didn’t hear what was said as I had continued to walk. My friend came over to me and I asked what he had said and he told me. He told me

The coat of armor I adorned, made of down feathers and a nylon shell, yielded no protection against the daggers of that cold winter air. As I peered out toward the horizon, I saw nothing but tree tops, and some snow capped mountain tops in the distance. With my feet bound to freshly waxed skis, the only thing stronger than my ski poles was my determination to get down the mountain.

One day my horse leader called and ask if I would like to go on a over night trail ride with her and a few other people and I was excited to go. So when the day can we loaded up D. D. and another horse at the farm named George. As soon as we got to the trail sight it started raining hard, so we tied the horses up and started to wait it out. By the time dinner came it was too late to go on a ride so after dinner we went to sleep.

At the beginning of the day my mom was going to surprise us by bringing us rock climbing. I was with my sisters, and we were on the trampoline. Our mom walks out onto the deck and says “Do any of you want to go rock climbing.”, and we all said “YES”. We jumped in the car and we drove down to St. Cloud State University.

When I got done, my sister and mom were waiting for me so I hurried up and slipped my shoes on then ran out to the car and then we were on our way to the carnival. When we pulled into the parking lot all you could hear was screaming from the people on rides. My mom said, “Ima got home there’s to many people here, but you girls can stay”. So my sister and I got out the car and ran to the both

I thought the water was cold and the salt burned my eyes. Since the salt hurt my eyes we walked to the beach store. They had every thing you would dream of at a beach.We bought some goggles and we also purchased a boogie board. When we got back from the store we thought it was a good time to eat because we were dry. After we ate we went back down to the beach. I put my goggles on and I got my boogie board and I had a blast! I found some really cool shells. After we got some shells we brought them up to our parents. We put them on a towel and when we came back we noticed that some of the shells moved! We all freaked out because we did not know what happened. I watched them for a bit and realized that they were hermit crabs! We returned them to the Gulf and kept swimming. We Went out to dinner at this alligator place. They had real alligators outside the restaurant! We went inside and ate. I had some chicken with fries. We got a appetiser that had the alligator. I really wanted to try it and see what it taste like. I took a bite and liked it! I took a bite of my chicken and I could not taste a difference. After that we went mini golfing. I came in second and my Grandma came in first. She golfs on like a real

I was seven years old and it was in the middle of the summer and I almost got run over by a car. The day was going really good just like any other summer day; I got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and went outside to play. For breakfast that day we had pancakes that tasted like they were made by angels. Before Chris and I went outside our mom yelled, “Be back by lunch or I’m going to send your dad out there to get you!”

“Good afternoon Camp Newaygo” Kori yelled so the whole room of girls could hear. “Good afternoon Kori” we all replied, “We have some announcements today. Tubing! From Cabin 2 we have Jos, sarah, and Emily going at 1:15. From Cabin 7 we have Pier, Georgia, Kira, and Evelyn at 1:40, and lastly we have Piper, Erica, and Julia from cabin 3. Time to Clean!”, “We were starved as starved could be and now we’ve had enough you see, hi ho, hi ho, hi ho, away away we go away we go till next meal” everyone sang. We sing after every meal, because well its camp. Chaos of everyone cleaning the dishes began. As Anya cleaned the dishes with a sponge I ran over to Evelyn, “Can you help me sweep the floor? I asked “Sure”. We walked over to the closet

I remember a time in my life not too long ago when my family and I went white water rafting for the first time. We had been spending some of our summer vacation at a cabin in the Smokey Mountains, close to Gatlinburg, Tennessee. The next day we would experience feelings of exhilarating excitement, with a sense of suspense and anticipation as we rafted down the Nantahala River.

As a kid I was tough, I did anything and everything. But flying scared me. I was in Hawaii and flying was unavoidable if you wanted to go anywhere. My father lived in California so when I decided to visit him I also had to face my fear and fly over the ocean. My want to see my father had to be stronger than my fear or I may never have never had the chance to know him. It was after September 11th so flying was even more intimidating. But knowing my family was on the other end made it easier, so I took my first flight by myself to California.

Like it was yesterday I remember my first vacation on a cruise. My Dad and I went on a three- day long cruise to The Bahamas. I had never been on a cruise, so it was a new experience for me. We needed to be in Tampa for our departure, so we drove the two hours from Orlando, Florida to Fort Lauderdale, Florida. My Dad and I used this time to talk, make plans for the trip and think about our upcoming adventures on the cruise.

Our family has rules set that say you have to be 10 years of age or older to go on our Canada family fishing trip. At our family gatherings I hear so many stories of how many fish that they caught. I am filled with anticipation to go with them and catch some of those great big fish. I have dreamed of the day now it is here I am ready to go, my bags were packed, the boat all clean and off we went.

Everybody is on or has been on a journey before. Being on a journey is very important because it gives you a goal or task that you want to accomplish. When you go on a journey you find is yourself through the experiences and obstacles that life throws at you. Throughout a journey, you are taught life lessons and have the capability of applying that new knowledge for the future for a better outcome. Sometimes, these life lessons challenge you and you ultimately succeed at the end. For the past 5 months, I have been on a journey as I have been learning a new instrument that I’ve always wanted to learn since I was a little kid. Being on this path has taught me many life lessons and how to stay focused on what really matters.

One morning my dad and I woke up in our hotel room watching the glorious sunrise and were quietly walking down the hallway of the hotel to go to the lobby. In the lobby, there were these huge advertisement banners hanging up that said, "Take a roll through the desert." There were pictures of people riding ATV's in the desert so we decided to go on an adventure.