Visit To The Siesta Keys

My best moment was when i went to the Florida Keys over Christmas break in 2015. It was a two week trip just on our way to the Keys. On our way we stopped at the Creation Museum down in Kentucky and we stayed at my grandpa’s house in Maranatha Village down in Sebring Florida. When we finally got down to the Keys i couldn’t believe how beautiful it was. The water was that beautiful blue color and there was nothing but colorful coral and crystal blue water everywhere. When we got to where we were staying it was packed. There were more campers than we could count. The campground was on it’s own little island on the highway. My dad used to work there while my grandpa sang for an audience in the outdoor bar by the pool and hot tub. When i went to

Hi this is Yasmin Luna. I was in your kindergarten class in the year of 2011-2012, and I’m writing this letter to tell you I love being your class. You are one of the best teachers in Woodland Acres Elementary School. You would always let us play with the kitchen and other toys you had, my favorite one was the kitchen. I still remember when I showed your class the magic trick with the glue stick top. I miss your class and how nice you were.

Wait, we haven't been introduced. My name is Fern, and by some wonderful stroke of good luck, I live in the beautiful, tropical Florida Keys.

This past summer you went on a big adventure. I was overjoyed that you were able to have this experience of a high adventure camp. I know you worked hard during this trip but I also know you have long last memories from this trip. I enjoyed hearing about your adventure and seeing the photos once you got back from this trip. I know that you are planning to go to sea base this year and I hope you are able to experience another high adventure camp.

My family and I had boarded an hour long bus ride that rode to Sequoia National Park. As usual I kept my eyes closed during the trip, so I wouldn't have felt motion sick. I was excited for The General Sherman because its the biggest tree to exist being 275 feet I had no music to listen play, so I sat in silence. While riding I looked out the window to see morning sunlight shining. when we arrived I stood out smelling the scent the redwoods created, and breathed fresh air, After checking the parks map we decided on taking a bus closer to The General Sherman. we gave our thanks to our driver exiting the bus; following the main path we learned about the parks history, and also got to talk many travelers enjoying the trip like us. I was using

In this week’s narrative essay I will write about my experience as a child while visiting Sanibel Island, Florida. During the discovery process, I drew from my memory to create a list of topics relevant to the subject matter. My personal discovery process usually begins in the morning with coffee when I brainstorm the subject matter. I include my ideas in a word document, everything that comes to mind and naturally it’s out of logical order. Freewriting and some questioning are also utilized as I further consider both the subject matter and the audience who will eventually read my essay.

I hope you are fully recovered from your time in Florida. I am glad that we were able to share a true Polynesian cultural experience together.

One Spring, my mother and I were visiting my uncle in Alabama. I wanted to see what all the state had to offer. My aunt informed us that a new clothing store had opened in a small town outside of Mobile, Alabama. My mother and I love to shop so we immediately jumped in her sedan and proceeded to the store. Alabama’s scenery was so mesmerizing. The bright sun glistening on Mobile Bay was absolutely breathtaking. I could hardly keep my eyes open to enjoy the view because the sun began to impair my

As the airplane touched down in sunny Florida, I knew this will be a start to a new life. Stepping out of the airport, I began to take in my new surroundings in the sunshine state. This state is nowhere near New York, the hot weather gluing onto my skin was just dreadful. Glancing around, I noticed a lot of elderly folks taking their sweet time to travel to their destination. Florida is all about driving, which I was not familiar with at that time. Florida drivers are known for driving slow; the light turns green and then they continue to hold back traffic. The weather is horrible humid and unbreathable; especially with hurricanes and tornadoes that are always lurking. Florida is quite tedious; the beaches makes you weary and make you feel

Thank you so much for the letter. I really enjoyed reading it and the way you wrote it, someday you will have to tell me how. I haven’t talked to you lately so here I will right what I’ve been up to. My life mostly contains swimming, Skiing, and just lying around.

I remember when I was ten years old and my family and I were in Florida for two months for my father’s awesome job as usual. My dad works for the Phillies, so whenever they would go down for Spring Training we would too. My family and I always thought that Florida is as beautiful as the Bahamas. Almost everywhere you went you could smell the terrific ocean. It was a normal typical day of school until it wasn’t. I remember every haunting moment of it.

Today is the day me and my father make the journey to the beloved un-plagued ocean side beaches of south carolina. This will be a extremely long upcoming journey with my dad, coming from louisville kentucky. This means will have to walk about 200 miles to the coast in freezing february

My parents and I happily trudged out of our chilled condo room, weighed down by various beach supplies. We made our way to the elevator, slowly but surely exiting the maze we call our condo hallways. As we glided down, floor after floor, we finally reached the parking garage. We stepped out of the elevator feeling a mix of humidity and heat immediately cling to our tan bodies. We exited the garage to find a beautiful scene. Birds were flying overhead as there were sun rays beating down against white, hot sand. We crossed the bridge that held shoes and scattered shells. After we did so, we pressed our feet against the white sand that belonged to Destin, Florida. The sight was even more alluring than I had ever imagined.

The air was cold and windy. The beach was black, with small glossy pebbles, and shells. The shells on the beach where beautiful, shiny, and large bigger than my head. The water was gray with rocks that were big enough to climb on. The rocks held puddles of water with ocean life living in them. Small crabs where running over my feet as I sat on the rocks looking at the wave splash against it. A small trail going off of the beach, going to a

The sun was shining brighter then I have ever seen, not a cloud in the sky. 72 degrees, a slight breeze coming in from the ocean. It is without a doubt the most gorgeous day I can remember in my life, and it is also the first day I can remember in my life. It was my second day of preschool, my parents woke me up bright and early to get ready. I was excited, my first day of preschool, although I have no memory of it, must have gone well, because I was ready to burst into that classroom as soon as I could. I quickly ate breakfast and fastened myself into my car seat. On the way, I could catch a glimpse outside my car window of what I now know is the skyline. Two grey towers that are almost identical, although one seemed to be just an inch taller in the forefront, and the Empire State Building just beyond them.