Personal Narrative: My Trip To Louisiana

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Every single person has their own unique identity and culture.At first when I moved to Lafayette from my hometown it was like being a White Tiger around all regular tigers.I didn't really fit in and I kinda stood out because I wasn't from Lafayette.I moved to Lafayette from my hometown in the summer of 2015.My cultural identity fits me because of my accent.

August 18, 1984, what a gorgeous night to be floating down the bayou of New Orleans. I recently payed my dues for the brand-new boat I purchased three months ago. Working at Sally’s Diner picking up plates of wasted food and wiping the faces of ice cream-loving children is a spine breaking and feet swelling kind of living. Admittedly, I love being the ‘sweet old lady’ everybody gives warm kisses to on the cheek and waves hello and goodbye as the doorbell jingles, but I shouldn’t be waiting tables eight hours a day at age 67.

In 1718 Spanish missionaries founded Texas taking it as a Spanish territory. Many whites started to go to Texas and began to take over. In March 1836 Texans revolted against their Spanish rule and declared their independence from Spain. Texas then became an independent nation, but Texas could not protect themselves from the Spanish attacks. On December 29th, 1845, after almost 10 years of waiting to be accepted into the United states, Texas became part of the United States.

I am from Alabama aka AL, but I live in Colorado now. When I was down there I lived in a small town that is called Frisco City, Al that has trees everywhere and there are lakes everywhere too. I loved everything about my hometown, but I had to leave my home because I was young and dumb. Also I wanted to see a new place. When someone asked me why I left AL I told them why. I have been in CO for 1 year and I like the jobs here and the education is great. I really miss my family and my hometown, so I wanted to go back home to see my family because I haven't seen them in a year. That's why I am telling you about my trip back home.

When so many people were trying to escape from New Orleans, escape this place that tore their lives apart; I was doing all I could to get in; to get into this place that I believed could put all the pieces together for me.

I always adored the way people of New Orleans admire their city and I never thought I would get the chance to experience it for myself. My family hadn’t taken a trip in a few years, and we really needed a break. My dad and I were brainstorming places to visit and I had always thought it would be amazing to see everything New Orleans has to offer. My dad was a little on the fence about it though, he thought there wouldn’t be much to do as a family since the city is widely known for Bourbon Street which is filled with bars, and Mardi Gras. Once I showed him all the family friendly activities the city has he finally agreed.

During the summer I went to South Dakota for a national tumbling meet. In South Dakota I also went to Mt. Rushmore, a car museum/scavenger hunt, and the tumbling meet.

I can not describe how shocked I am at the moment. During the whole trip from Independence to the Kansas River, Abigail was becoming increasingly impatient. She felt more and more ill by the minute, and described her pain as feeling exceedingly nauseous and lightheaded. Soon after, her poor weak body could not walk any longer. She was incredibly unstable on her feet, and that is when she fully tripped and slammed onto the ground. Everything happened so fast… yet so slow. I felt like I have just fainted myself! Dan is checking up on her, and thankfully her heart is still beating, but it’s beating abnormally. He hopes to figure out exactly what is wrong with her.

On the summer of 2013 my family and I went on a trip to kentucky lasting for three days and two nights. We went on a houseboat on top of lake cumberland. I went with my grandparents my mom and dad and my aunt and uncle.

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In August 2016 I had the opportunity to travel to Louisiana to help with cleanup of damage from a recent flood. My father, brother, and I went together with a group from church. At each house we went to we had to tear out ruined drywall, appliances, cabinets, furniture, door frames, and sometimes even floors. The most memorable location we worked at was a mobile home near a small stream. The stream overflowed and made the flooding worse there. The walls and floor were still damp and had begun to mold. The heat of the sun magnified the humidity to an eye-watering level. We spent much of our time there methodically tossing ruined furniture and belongings into a massive pile by the side of the road. We cut almost all of the drywall out and wrestled

One night in June of 2015 my friends Ben, Timmy, and my brother Austin and I were out riding my mom's vehicle. We decided to go out some back roads. We started in Roane county. On our journey we went out a lot of back roads also, some weird things occurred. We had been doing this for the past couple of months. This stuff scared me.

Once upon a time in a land far away…….oh wait wrong story. Once upon a time in Louisiana there was a girl in 4-H named Kourtni Thibodeaux and that girl was me; correction is me and as you can presume I’m a bit of a jokester. I’m sixteen years old and this is my eighth year participating in 4-H, a part of the Calcasieu Homeschool 4-H Club.

Arkansas is not very far from my hometown so it might seem odd that it’s my favorite place to visit, but passing that blue “Welcome to Arkansas” sign feels like I’m a thousand miles away from “home.” The smell of fresh air and spring water blowing in as I wave my hand out of my car window. The beautiful cliff sides and emerald green tree tops welcoming me to their lovely home. No matter how many times I visit it feels like the first time. There are endless adventures to take and beautiful hidden sites to see.