There are scary moments in our lives that we as humans must endure and take in. One of the most memorable bus experiences in my life happened when I least expected it to. It was around ten-o- clock at night and my boyfriend and I were heading to the bus station in Emporia, Virginia to be sent off on a bus to Lubbock, Texas. Never in my mind did it ever cross me to think that bus stations were gross and full of people who seemed threatening and intimidating. Nor the bus rides to be crammed, smelly, and uncomfortable.
It all started in the month of July, my boyfriend and I were preparing to get on a bus to leave for Lubbock, Texas from having spent two weeks in Virginia with my mother. I was so excited because I had never been on a trip that far before without an adult accompanying me. It was a two-day drive and considering that the brochures for the greyhound buses said that the buses were amazing and filled with super comfy seats and great people who are always available to help you if you need it made me feel great about taking the bus. But as soon as we boarded the bus, the other passengers instantly had negative and rude comments towards my boyfriend and I. The bus reeked of pee and the floors were so dirty that every time I stepped my shoe stuck to the floor. The windows were covered in gum, trash, and were sticky from drinks being spilled all over them. We both took our seat trying to ignore everyone and everything that was bothering.
Once the bus took off I
want no looking around and absolutely no talking!” At that point an awkward silence passes throughout the bus, all you could hear were the frightened breaths of
I was in New York, just barely stumbling out of a six-hour overnight flight. It was my first sponsored professional handball trip for the Olympic Club, and I could only rely on myself for the following five days. However before I could compete with world class athletes, I had to embark on a journey to my hotel. To start my two-hour commute I had to take a bus to Jamaica, Queens so I trekked out into the freezing winter weather. As I patiently waited for the bus to come from the morning horizon, it arrived. Then as I stepped onto the bus I was slapped by its overworked heater and the bus driver’s thick Caribbean accent, I found out that dollar bills weren’t accepted.
When I first got on the bus I could feel the excitement in the air. Classmates were laughing and talking up a storm. Although, it didn't take long for us to get antsy. After approximately two hours of riding on the bus, people were starting to fall asleep. The curiosity, and adrenaline were keeping me wide
The advent of teenagerdom and the move to Portland, Oregon at the age of 13 forced independence upon me. During my first few trips I was too anxious about missing my stop to look out the window or observe my fellow passengers. I’d stare at the little red letters crawling across the electronic sign at the front of the bus and mentally check off each stop until it was time to disembark.
It was my first time catching the RTA to and from school. I didn’t know anyone on the west side, let alone at my new school. A couple days before school my mother showed me the route to school; we took the RTA to the school and back so that I could see where my stops were. Even though I was shown the route, I tend to get lost pretty easy so, you could imagine that I didn’t like riding the bus. When I got out of school I went to the bus stop to wait for my bus, the 86, and it never showed (at least that’s what I
One of the most life-defining experiences that I’ve ever been through happened during the summer before my freshman year of high school. Back then, I was living in Marshall with my dad and my two younger sisters. Marshall isn’t that big of a town, merely hosting 400 residents. Everyone had a connection with one another, including my classmates and peers. We were all friends because each and every one of us knew better than to exclude another person, especially because there wasn’t enough of us kids around to form cliques. We’d entertain ourselves by endless games of basketball, storytelling, and late night outdoors games. In the small village of Marshall, us kids always found a way to have fun together.
I climb the three wide steps leading into my ride home and istantly smell the inescapable putred smell of persperation. When I walk back to my seat closest to the back of the bus someone sticks their foot out into the aisle to purposly trip me. All I do is look down towards their foot and step over it and into my seat. As I slouch down I put my knees against the back of the worn out green seats with taped patches on them, then look out the window as I drown out the sounds of the other people surrounding me. The bare winter trees pass before my eyes in a gust of white as I wait to see what I longed to, my
My most defining experience would have to be the time when I not only skipped seventh grade, but also when I won the valedictorian of my eighth grade year. Looking back, these back-to-back experiences made me the person that I am today for two distinct reasons, one being that those experiences made me realize that I wouldn't have gotten to that point in my life without my teachers, friends, family, and most importantly God. Without those teachers there who pushed me to challenge myself and aim high, I wouldn't have even considered making that big of a jump in the first place. Without those friends who believed in me when I didn't in myself, I wouldn't have thought it would be possible for me to handle a harder curriculum with people I didn't
It’s time. It was April 12th, 2015. I was prepared to experience the most transformative event of my life; today, I would officially become a Jehovah’s Witness. The attendants prompted me toward the baptist as I anxiously descended the pool steps. I plugged my nose and prepared for the submersion. The baptist promptly submerged me in the water, then raised me out, only to do it a second time because my legs were reluctant to submerge. This feeling of doubt didn’t end in the baptismal pool; it shaped me throughout high school.
“The most beautiful moment in life may not come as soon as you think and once you have it, it doesn’t always last forever or end the day you have it. It lasts for however long you wish for this moment to last within your own life,” read the colorless poster on the wall above my bed. I honestly thought this was complete and utter idiocy, considering the fact that this quote were to be based on their absolute perception of this world. The creator of this quote were to have been refusing to fully comprehend that not everyone is treated with the same respect as others and may live a devastating life to the extent that they cannot create a beautiful moment in life now, nor in the future.
You never know what to expect when you ride public transportation. You will always find a variety of people and while you will see new passengers every day after a short period of time you begin to recognize the regular commuters who have a daily routine that public transportation is a vital part of. Each in his or her own world. Some are friendly, others are people who just want to be left alone and ride in silence.
One of the most exhilarating moments of my entire life was my very first time at a roller coaster theme park. Growing up I would always see commercials on television of children and adults alike having a sparkling Colgate smile on their faces and enjoying themselves, so when my family decided we were going to Islands of Adventure for vacation. I was like a child who just received a cookie out of the cookie jar. Even though I was 21 years old at the time, I was extremely trilled. I packed my luggage like a stuff turkey on Thanksgiving Day and I was ready to take on this adventure.
My most memorable childhood event was when I was 15 years old. It was the Fourth of July. A big family vacation a barbeque, over night stay and out of town trip to six flags, and I had a blast the night before me, my mom, sisters and brother packed our bags to stay the night over my cousin house in Goodlettsville ,Tennessee. She had the biggest house ever I thought it was a mansion; six bedrooms two an half bath, a swimming pool, a game/movie room with a nice big kitchen. It was something that I was not use, knowing that we stayed in a three bedroom based on an income apartment on the East side of Nashville.
Every learning experience in your life is significantly important, even the old experiences you’ve had in the past can be extremely influential. One of the learning experiences that I have had in the past was learning to play chess. Learning to play chess was an important learning experience, because when playing chess I had to learn to think ahead. Learning to think ahead while playing chess translates to help me realize the importance of trying to be prepared for multiple types of situations as well being able to react and adapt to unexpected situations in life. Another experience in my life that occurred in the past was the AP statistics course that I took in high school. This class was one the most challenging experiences in my life, during this class it helped me to form better study habits and better my time management. Study habits have become a very important part of my daily life, because it has allowed me to properly prepare for my classes and other important events in my life. Time management has been able to coincide with the study habits skills I also picked up while taking my AP statistics course, in that it has made me focus on the things in my life that are most important and that I should spend more of my day concentrating on instead of wasting time on miniscule tasks. One of the more recent experiences I have had in the past was when I took on a summer job. While completing my duties in my summer job I was able to form valuable teamwork skills, establish
Throughout life I have had many memorable events. The memorable times in my life vary from being the worst times in my life and some being the best, either way they have become milestones that will be remembered forever. The best day of my life was definitely the day that I received my drivers' license. This day is one of the most memorable because of the feelings I had when I received it, the opportunities that were opened up for me and the long lasting benefits that I received from it that still exist today.