Personal Narrative Essay : My First Day In Hawaii

When I started writing this, I had no clue what it would be about. I was told “It has to be perfect.” “It has to explain you without you explaining yourself.” “You have to give it meaning without being asked for anything.” “If it isn’t good enough, admission officers won't give your application a second glance.” So, I put off writing it, pondering it over and over in my mind. I’m so glad I put it off, because until recently, I didn’t know what it was keeping me in Hawai’i. My mom lives in Oregon now, and I had the option to move with her because she still has custody. Something kept me here, though, and I wasn’t sure what. Through reminiscing and building more memories, I realized what it was. It was how much I love being Hawaiian. The food,

I had never been on an airplane. My stomach felt like I had just eaten rotten fish and I was about to throw up. I was so excited to go, but at the same time I was scared because I had never been on a plane. We waited in the airport for at least an hour. Finally our flight was called, as I walked on the plane my heart was about to jump out of my skin. After the flight attendant had went through all the rules and we put our seat belts on the plane was going to take off. I thought the worst thing about the flight was taking off and landing. I didn?t like taking off and landing because my ears popped. Other than the fact that my ears popped taking off and landing the flight went smooth, we didn?t crash. When the plane landed, I couldn?t wait to stand on solid ground again.

As part of my networking, there are some high school classmates who I am in constant contact with. We all went to college and have our own careers in different fields. One of these friends allowed me to live with her for my first year out of college. Four of us played volleyball together. They are from Waianae, Kaneohe, and Waimanalo and they?re Hawaiian, Portuguese, and Japanese. Over the years, we realized we get our strength from our diversity. When we have a

Last week I arrived at Hawaii or the Sandwich Islands and when I got there, all the native Hawaiians had poorly choice of clothes since it showed a lot of their skin. Since we were sailing for over 4 months, they were incredibly kind and nice to share how they live with some of my friends and me. My hair has grown down to my rib cage since the last time, I saw you my hair was only down to my shoulders. I have lost 21 pounds by just carrying heavy boxes and a printer and everything else off of the ship and eating scarcely. My bones were aching yesterday so, I asked the Hawaiians if they have any medicine. Unfortunately they didn’t, but the good thing was that the nurse we brought from the ship was in the next house and she had some. My friends

I am the middle child of sibling of 3. I Moved to Hawaii 1996. After 2 years, I moved to california Hawaii to go to school in 1998. I returned Oahu at 2005. I traveled a lot and have seen many countries. Therefor I am familiar with many cultuers and thire foods. I have never been married and have no kids. I have a 90 year old Grandma and two elderly aunts here Hawaii. I am obligated to take care of them when they need my help. I live in Kahal area. It is a very quiet neighborhood. We are surrounded with expensive houses and rich families. I have active lifestyle. I have been active my entire life. I enjoy outdoor activity, especially if it involves ocean and beach. I start swimming before walking, so Hawaii is perfect place for me. I played

I’ve lived in Hawaii my whole life, and it would be pretty unusual if I haven’t experienced any speech to text problems with my computer or smartphone. Many people recognize Hawaii as a melting pot between Asian, American, and Hawaiian cultures. This creates a large number of different language speakers and words. As Emma mentioned, many of street names in Hawaii are Hawaiian or Japanese names and thus, make it hard for devices to recognize their names. My own home address is no exception. The name of my street is Kuaie St, but when I try speaking to Siri to see if she recognizes the name, she comes up with some bizarre street name that isn’t even in Hawaii. She once mistook Kuaie for Cooley St. in New York. Even the Microsoft word program

I can just picture it now the sandy beaches, beautiful sky, and I gagging because the salt water that got in my mouth was disgusting. When I went to Hawaii I had the time of my life. There were just a few things that were annoying, but I spent all of it with my family and that’s what mattered.

Outside the window it is storming and raining . I can hear the storm outside it grows louder as I try to sleep,but also I kind of enjoy the sounds that nature is giving me.Suddenly I jerk myself awake and find that I am sweating and on the floor. I say outloud, “I wish i were somewhere nicer like Hawaii ”.

I had to get up so I got up, and dragging myself to the plane, I gave the lady my ticket and she allowed me to go on the plane, I got on and slept. When I was on the plane I woke up as we started to land. My ear felt like bleeding and it didn't stop, it irritated me for 10 minutes.I got off the plane with a headache, stomachache, and ears that were turned on mute. I got to my grandmother's house in DR then slept and woke up feeling amazing like I just won the lottery. After all this trouble I was still happy to be

Whoosh whoosh, bang bang. That was the first and foremost thing I heard on the way to Honolulu, Hawaii. The plane ride to Hawaii was 10 hours and 25 minutes of doing nothing at all, therefore it was by far the worst part of the trip. Furthermore, there were also many things to entertain me during the flight such as, the TV built into the seat, being in first class with unlimited drinks, and many more.

I was on vacation for my first or second time in Maui or Hawaiian island. We were at the beach and the pool all day and other things all day. So later we went to this restaurant around noon-ish.The place was called “Aloha mixed plate” it’s really good. Then we got there and it was a bit busy so we waited for a bit to be seated.

Hello everyone the 10 years seemed a very long period, but the time went fast in the plantation. I want to see your guy’s face especially my young brothers. I hope you guys are not making mother sad, and please be aware of injuries and illnesses. Is Sakura and Yuuki crying like a baby what they used to do? Well if you guys are doing fine that is my best thing I can hear. I am getting used to my new job and there are lots of experience that I got during this time.

In June of 2014 when we were home our parents got to tell us we're going to California! So we started to pack right away.The night before we went to St Paul, Minnesota to get a hotel room and keep our car there. The next day we took the shuttle bus to the airport. Then we stop right in front of the airport entrance and we left for go inside. When we first got inside we had to wait in line for all tickets to go on our plane. They check our baggage weight and then put name tags on it and put on a belt that goes to our plane. Next they check us, we went through scanners and they check our carrier ons we would good. Then we stopped at the vender machine to get food for the plane ride. We went to the gate and got to our plane.Our plane taxied down the runway.We started down the runway and lift off. Our cousins were behind us in the plane. When we were on the plane, we got pretzels and water to drink. We were above the clouds and It was a perfect day to fly.3 hours 45 minutes later we landed in John Wayne Airport Orange County California.

My back was sore from waiting in the stiff airport chair. I sat there staring at all the travelers moseying their way to a seat or hurrying to their gate. Just a few hours ago, I was at school, eating lunch with my fifth grade class. Then all of a sudden, my mom was there saying I had an appointment she had forgot about. We shuffled across the tile floor to the office. I studied the orange fish in the tank by the secretary's desk, waiting for my sister. When she arrived, my mom took out her phone and held it up like she was going to take a picture. I raised an eyebrow in confusion. My mom handed us each a tiny envelope with a list of things we needed to pack. My confusion quickly transformed into delight when I read the bottom of the page. It said that we were leaving for New York City that evening!

As we just finished going through the airport security my family and I were walking through Denver International Airport all I could here was the chatter of people and the screeching of wheels on a person 's suitcase. I took a inhale of the smell and all I could smell is the subway we were next to. As I kept walking I was confuzzled on where we were supposed to go, I asked my mom and she told me "We are going to Gate B45". As we got there I was started to get hesitant because it was gonna be my first time on a plane! Then we heard the flight attendant say over the speaker "Now boarding flight to Los Angeles, Gate B45". As we stood up and got in line I was uneasy and eager at the same time. As I went through the