Personal Narrative: My Road Trip To Miami

Today is Valentine's Day and I have nothing to do. Today I went to my brothers basketball game. They won 38-30 against auburn-y. This was a elimination game. I can't believe those ballers pulled it offing fugu. I mean when I was in 6th grade we didn't even make playoffs. Still single as always but I hope that will change. I like Evelyn Kitchen but I don't know if she likes me. I wimped out to ask her to dance with me and another kid in my advisory likes her too. It's pretty obvious. I just don't know if she likes me. I told my mom and dad and they told me to ask her. The worst thing that can happen is she says no and I get embarrassed to death. The next dance there is in March I'm going to ask her. I should probably explain

A few days in the marina, savoring the last little bits of our time in Florida, ended abruptly with an early morning trip to the airport in the dark. With spring break coming up and missing grandbabies, not to mention kids, we planned to fly back up north for a visit. We had to wear long pants and carry coats because we knew it’d be cold in Maryland. Ohhh…the horror of it.

Could you ever imagine driving twenty-two hours in a suburban with eight people? Although it was incredibly cramped, and tortuous, I was going to my favorite place… Florida. We were going with our neighbors, who I grew up with, traveled with, and basically did everything with. Our moms had decided to do a last minute trip to Florida and planned everything out the night before. We always did vacations on spring break, but this vacation my mom told me by surprise, at seven A.M.

Have you ever been to Atlanta,Georgia before?The time i went to Atlanta,Georgia was month I have ever had. I got to hangout with my cousins,family,and friends. We had so much fun with them because we did something so much fun.We went to Atlanta,Georgia to go visit people.

From childhood to now, going to Florida has played an important part in my relationships, culture, and personality. I think that the trips to Florida started when my little brother was born. Having to take care of two toddlers and an infant and work full time was hard on my parents so, my aunt offered to take me and my sister home with her for a while. Being in Florida was slightly unnerving because my sister and I were alone. We sneaked into each other's beds, comforted one another, and told lame jokes to get rid of homesickness. Eventually, when my little brother was old enough and he joined in on the fun. The three of us had the best times in Florida. We ate foods like Haitian pate, diri ak djon djon, pikliz, fried plantains and other Haitian

Starting my sophomore year I had always had a burning desire to beat Miami Trace more than any other school. I used to go to school with four people of their starting eleven, and they were not the most kind hearted when we left Fayette Christian School. They were bullies to my sister and I when they found out that my family and I had made the decision to leave the private school and start attending public school. At the time they were all a lot bigger than me so there was nothing I could do about it, but now because of soccer, there was. I looked at beating them on the field and outplaying them as my own way of getting back at them for all the hardships they put my family through. We had come out on top every time, except the last one.

I first encountered the ocean in 1958; I was ten. Being a map enthusiast, I knew exactly where Florida was, and I was excited to swim in the salty Atlantic Ocean. Born and raised next to frigid Lake Michigan I understood a large body of water as well as a sandy beach, but no book or encyclopedia prepared me for understanding the flavor or immensity of an ocean and its adjoining shore. Arriving at the beach I raced across the hot pure white sand to keep my feet from burning, stopping in wonder when I saw ocean waves gently caressing a seashore that seemed to go on and on forever. I knew I was somewhere special.

When i went Destin, Florida. I went to Florida this summer after school was out . We went with my sisters best friend, and my best friend’s family. We drove from Arkansas all the way to Destin, Florida. The day we got there we went straight to the beach! It was the first time I had ever seen the ocean! The following day we decided to go down to the smoothie shack and get a smoothie then swim in the pool. The grown ups went to the beach while we were at the pool.

Three of us. We were the only ones left, the only ones to make it to the island.

So my first two weeks at Florida Southern have been exhausting to say the least. One does not really know how flipped their sleep schedule is until they have to wake up early to drive to 8 am classes every other day. The bright side to these days, however, is that I end up making it home by about 11:00 am, where, beforehand, I might have even woken up at this time. I honestly don’t know what I expected from college, but I knew that the college that I planned on attending had a very beautiful campus. Living in the area, you always hear people talking about how world class architecture is located within the city. Florida Southern, along with Publix, and the location between Orlando and Tampa were the reasons everybody talked about

“Miami, are you ready?” I could barely hear the head referee’s voice over the sole thought in my head: “Beat her to the ball.” I was one of the fastest girls in the South, outrun only by a veteran on my own team. Once the referee deemed both teams ready, he began the countdown. “Brooms Down…” I kneeled onto the floor and laid my broom flat on the ground. “Ready…” I shifted my weight onto the balls of my feet and gripped my broom as tight as I could. I was ready. “Brooms up!” I took off.

Once upon a time I went to Pensacola, Florida. I say once upon a time but it was really just over the summer. It rained pretty much everyday that we were there and it was hot. Now, I’m not someone to get really deep in the ocean or bay because obviously the animals that live in the ocean. Last time I was in the ocean I was pinched by a crab, and somebody caught some baby sharks that night so I was freaked out. This time the thing that was in the ocean was way too close for comfort and I could see it.

I sighed as I laid down my bulky big bag that I had packed the night before. Who knew that Florida could be so HOT. I decided to go for a swim right then and there, was that my mom yelling at me. It was,“Charity Berkheimer, if you do not come down here in five minutes we are leaving without you,”no! They can not leave without me. Where are we going anyway, it did not matter then. I just grabbed my blue one piece and dashed out the door.

I was so excited to be going back to Florida at Christmas it is beautiful there at that time of year, and this time my aunt and her family were coming with us. It had been so long since we had been to Florida. We used to go nearly every year but now that moneys gotten a bit tighter we don’t go as often as we used to. During the times we’ve been in Florida there has been a few major attacks on different places around the world. The first time I had ever went to Florida was just a few months after I was born and while we were there two planes crashed into the twins towers and killed thousands of people in New York. I had also just flown out to Florida a few days before the Glasgow airport attack but when we went this time we didn’t expect that

5 weeks ago, me, my grandfather, my brother and our friend Mikey went on a trip up to Tennessee. Florida is no fun at all. I, being the always self-centered, ‘go big or don’t bother’ girl, decided that adding over 400 miles just to visit a museum and gravesite would be a great idea! It was. Though I could have lived without ever being in a car that long. This stop also resulted in a huge fight between my grandfather and my brother over an Xbox and a toilet plunger. Really? Yes. Have you ever seen pollen cloud up around an Xbox as it is being smased to pieces on the cement? Quite a sight (the damned thing still worked after all that, too!).