Personal Narrative: The Floating Irishman

I wanted to take that boat out and go tubing for the first time in my life. I was so excited that I even offered to blow up the tube by myself with nothing but my lungs, not knowing we had an air pump. Finally, after what felt like hours of begging like the annoying twelve year old I was, my dad said it was time to go. My sisters and I got our life jackets and wet shirts on, while my baby brother and step mom got on the boat, and my dad sat in the driver’s seat. My sisters and I were on the back on the tube, trying to find the best way to position our arms so we didn’t fall off. My dad turned the key to the boat and suddenly, my excitement turned to sheer panic. What happens if I fall off? What if my sisters fall off? What if there was a lake monster or a really big fish in the water? From that moment on, I was determined to stay on, so I held on to the handles for dear

Floatin down the white river and me being a ten year old,I flew ahead of the group and was just floating when I saw a really big splash off

Gabbie and I decided to tie the two ski ropes together, tie the end of one to the boat, and attach the tube to the end of the other. This way we were able to take the tube out into the waves without the fear of drifting away. Even all the out there, we could still stand, so we figured it would be fine if we let go of the tube. We would drift a little ways from it, but were always able to make it back. Suddenly, we turned around and were 20 feet from the tube, and were quickly being dragged out farther. I could still stand, so I planted my feet in the ground and tried to walk back, but the current was too strong. The sand seemed to evaporate out from underneath my feet. I was starting to panic; we were caught in the

We stepped onto the boat. No turning back. The boat started and out we went. Me and my friend Dawson were ready to have fun tubing. Unfortunately, we had to wait our turn. The minutes went past. We were sitting on the boat watching noobs fly off the tube. Finally, it was our turn.

I feel wretched from all the rocking and turning of the ship. I thought I 'd get used to it, but it feels like it 's gotten ten times worse I feel like I can whine about

After breakfast I went to my cabin with Z and we got changed into our swimming suits and we went to the swimming pool. It kinda sucked. It was a salt water pool, so when the waves rocked the boat the salt water rolled toward me in a wave and I had the taste of saltwater in my mouth.

While I was on the boat, my mother asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I told her that I didn't know yet, but I would tell her when I did. I tried looking for my older sister and my father, but they were gone. I profusely demanded my mother to tell me where they went and why they left us here. She replied by saying, "They went on ahead, to make sure the area we stayed at was safe and clean for our arrival." I was so proud of what I thought they were doing that I said, "I want to be like father." After I said that, tears ran down her face as she smiled. There truth was, that my sister died of tuberculosis and father died of smallpox and were both thrown into the sea.

We get back into the car. I breathe deeply. Through puffs of smoke, Thomas says, “That guy sounds like a dick.” We merge onto a different highway. The sun is rising. I think only of the Pacific Ocean, of the light on the water, of the sound of waves crashing over my feet. I remember kayaking on the ocean with my father and his friend. I was young, nine or ten. On top of the waves, my father told me that we were going to roll the kayak. He said that while we were under the water, I couldn’t let go of him. He said that I had to make him proud, that I would be in trouble if I embarrassed him in front of his friend. He said that my sister was too afraid to roll the kayak, but I was different, I was brave. Once we got under the water, dad kept flailing around. He tried to push me off of him, but my legs were locked around his chest. He was testing me, but I wouldn’t let go. My lungs burned. I told myself that I just needed to hang on ten more seconds, ten more seconds. I thought I could hear my dad’s voice under the waves. Someone was under the waves with us. Arms pulled me away from dad, but I fought them. The arms were too strong, they pulled me into the air and held me above the waves. I thought that dad would be furious that I had let go, but once he rolled the kayak back up, dad looked afraid. His friend asked him what had happened. Dad said he wasn’t strong enough to roll us back up, that he couldn’t breathe, that he

It was the day after my sister's Quinceanera, and all my family was here. They were leaving back to their homes Monday morning, so keep in mind it is Sunday. All of our parents were talking outside and saw that us kids didn’t really have anything to do, so they decide to take us to a river that was 5 minutes away from my aunt's ranch. We packed up all our food and stuff and went right away.

After Wendy's I went home and on the way home I fell asleep. The next day my friends came back to my house and had a cookout after the cookout Daniel,Miguel & me went to the Rec and then we went

Like I’ve stated before I always had a hard time verbalizing what I thought, obviously most children do, but I just thought it took me longer than the average bear to do so. That day on the boat was spent mostly sleeping on the fish cooler because the waves soothed me, however, the waves weren’t accompanied by the pleasant ambiance of the ocean, it was mainly the background noises of sailors riffing off each other. To set the stage it was my Father and I and 2 other guys who were basically telling us what to do but as it stands, I was 12 so I really wasn't a priority on the deep sea fishing

The ship let us have one more breakfast and then we had to get off the ship which I thought was kind of sad because the whole trip went by really fast because I had so much fun. The last thing i ate on the ship was eggs, bacon and pancakes and then we had to get off so we went to get our stuff and then we left. The next thing that happened was we were taken to the plane and we got on and it was very dark outside and I think it was 8:00 or 8:30 when we sat down on the plane and we were all very tired so I told my mom and stepdad “I am going to sleep” and they did too. I woke up after a long nap which the plane landed and it was time to get off and we then went to our cars and we got in and went home. When we got home we had to unpack all of the items that we took on the trip. After all of that we were happy we got home and we finally got to relax. ‘The trip was the funnest moment in my life” is what I told my mom because it really was the funnest moment in my life so far. “I hope i go on another cruise someday” is the first thing I thought when I got home and if I go on another one then I hope it will be as fun and exciting as this

Every Friday from around the middle of May to the end of the school year, my friends and I would have a “water fight”. The “water fight” was actually an excuse my friends and I made up to get away with coming home from school soaking wet. After school on friday my friends and I would walk a half mile into the woods to Black Bridge, an old train bridge that was no longer in use. None of us really knew why it was called Black Bridge or if it was even actually called Black Bridge but, it had built up the reputation of being the best bridge to jump off in the area. It was actually fairly safe; it was only a little over 20 feet tall and the river below was fairly deep and slow-moving. The only real danger was the risk of the cops catching you, giving you a slap on the wrist and telling your parents.

After that my Dad took me out for sailing and It was really sublime. One time the boat almost capsized, luckily it didn't. Then we ate lunch, I had a yogurt cup and it was delicious. It was about afternoon time when we went out sailing again, this time though I was dragged forcefully behind the boat. Doing so I got a mouthful of lake water. When we got back it was time to fish, I got two medium sized fish, but Allie got big brawlie. It was 14'' long, we fished until ten-o'clock pm. Then we turned in for the night.

The plane broke in half and Selena and I swam out there, along with other passengers. When we came to the surface of the water I made sure she was okay, and not hurt too bad. One of the other passengers had an inflatable boat from the plane so we and four others got on it and started paddling. We didn't know where we were headed, we just hoped it would take us to shore. Kameron, one of the guys on the inflatable boat, said “I see land up ahead”. We headed that way, and climbed out of the boat once we got there. We didn't know what to do, we were just hoping to be safe