Personal Narrative-My Trip To The Georgian Bay Girl

We packed clothes for the weekend and hopped in the car for the 45 minute ride to Eian’s house. When we got there my dad helped hook up the boat to his friend Eric's car.

I come from a place of proud people and independence; a place of worn church houses and of tear stained Bibles. I come from a place of shackles and chains made of coal that held my people in slavery and subjugation; a place of used needles and broken hearts. I come from Appalachia, and I will be heard. My roots run deep within me connecting me to the mountains where I was born. In my times of trials and tribulations. I look back to my roots and the people who worked so hard to get me to where I am. I find hope In those memories, they give me the strength to persevere and work towards my goals.

A plethora of Christmas tree lots are ready to sell a variety of tress for this upcoming holiday season.

One year ago this morning on April 11/2016 I arrived to Charlotte, North Carolina after four day trip on Amtrack train. From San Jose, California to Charlotte, North Carolina.

1.There’s no way for her to escape 2.Her hands and feet are tied behind a chair. 3.Shes in the woods, in a cabin. 4.There is a light bulb hanging on the ceiling 5.With a string that can turn it on and off. 6.Her eyes are covered with a red bandana. 7.She can feel him walking toward her.

On another day, i was able to work with four-year-old John. With John, i decided to use alphabet flashcards. I chose to use flashcards because his teacher, Mrs.Bogue, briefly explained to me that john is able to recognize letters. John did well with recalling the letters as I flashed the cards to him .However, when I asked him to write a letter down without the card in front of him he struggled. John could not write the letter without a visual guide. In my opinion, john needs help in memorization. Later that week I was able to work with a little girl named Tina. Mrs. Bogue had mentioned that Tina is a great drawer and struggles with her words. I wanted to hear for myself how well Tina spoke. So I decided to use the print out drawings again.

I thought I would touch bases, before Russ and I leave for 3 weeks. We should be returning just about the time you go on your Channel Island trip. We are headed to Branson, Missouri, for a week, a time-share condo. Then we will start back via, Witchita, Kansas, to visit with one of Russ' sisters and assorted family, then on to Dallas to stay with his other sister and attend the MacPherson clan annual general meeting. After that we will head home.

My nights and weekends so far at Marquette have been pretty relaxed. On nights during the week, I tend to go to the AMU or the library to study and work on homework with friends. Also, on week nights, I have club tennis and try to spend at least an hour working out. If I get all of this done, I usually go back to my dorm to play a little Xbox or go to bed slightly earlier than usual. Weekends are different, in that I focus less on studying. I will hang out with friends at different dorms to watch movies, go bowling, attend any sporting events, play basketball at the rec center, and on Sunday, I finish any homework I have left. For me, this plan has been perfect. It allows me to balance my school work with some fun, keeping me sane.

It was the year 1889 and I wanted a baby so desperately. You see a vampire like me is less likely to get pregnant than a steer. I was on the hunt for somebody’s baby to take. I had just relocated to the town Minneapolis when I heard a young girl not even the age of fifteen with two heart beats. I had found my next victim.

Throughout my entire life, I have only attended 2 schools. From 3-year-old preschool to eighth grade, I went to St. John’s Lutheran School in LaGrange. From freshman year to senior year, I went to Walther Lutheran High School in Melrose Park. Overall my impression at both of those schools were great, I learned many things, and made amazing friends that I still have to this day. Both of my schools were small so I always had one on ones with the teachers, so I was able to have a special relationship with them.

If I had a ticket in my hand, I could travel to Nigeria to get in touch with my native culture or to Mecca to get in touch with my spiritual side, but I would rather travel to a place that is surrounded by the elements that I am passionate about. It turns out that music and black culture are such elements that I am passionate about. Therefore, if I had a ticket in my hand as if this very moment, I would be on the next flight to Atlanta, Georgia.

So it was a regular day at Myrtle beach everyone was having fun right? Yeah except for me!!!! So I was minding my own business floating on my boogie board until all of sudden I look back laughing and stop as soon as I realize that I’m seeing a bunch of ant people! I said “ my God that’s the shore!!!!” *GULP* I start shouting help but that was just in my mind!!!!! I soon realized I was frozen with fear!!!! “Help!” I whispered “please help me!!!!” Moments later my mom sees someone rushing into the water. She jumps up to her feet and searches as if she had lost her money. And what she saw made her heart stop!!!!! She sees me ¼ of a mile out to sea. So she panics, and runs towards the water, she runs out

On a monday at the beginning of May I remember of this time where all the teachers came to school as if it were a normal day, but none of the students showed up. I remember it like it was yesterday, that’s only because I was one of the teachers.

As a child I did not have much, so going on trips with my mom were rare to none. When I was 12, my mother and I got invited to our family reunion in Georgia. I never been to one but from what I saw on TV, I knew it was going to be eventful and huge. I did not know a lot about the people of my mom’s side beside my grandparents, which is why I wanted, go so bad. After convincing my mother to take off from work so we can go for months, I took my first trip out of Florida. I remember staying up the whole time my mom was driving because I was so excited to meet my family.

We all woke up at the crack of dawn because at the time we were sleeping on the top deck the sun would hit us just right and wake us up. And like always, when one person wakes up, all the others start to wake up because nobody can shut up. We had a quick breakfast while the older ones set up the boat with boards, tubes, and life jackets. We have to go wake boarding early because the water is always the best and isn’t choppy. The older ones went wake boarding because it was too early for us young ones. So we slowly ate and then tried to make a slip and slide that didn’t turn out so well, because the sand was getting on the mat and scratching our