Friday, February 13, 2009

Mini Essay #1 - Narration

While my teacher lectured, I stared out the window and began planning a vacation that I would like to go on. I would bring my mom, dad and brother along; we would leave in the first part of June. We talked it over and decided we would go to the Outer Banks of North Carolina; everyone was really excited. I scurried around getting everything I would need together. After my clothes were packed, I collected various others items such as sunscreen, hygiene products, and some snacks and stuffed them into my already bulging suitcase. We put all the luggage into the trunk of our car; and we set off on our adventure.
Since we lived in central Wisconsin, we figured it would take us about 18 hours to arrive at our destination. We settled in for the long drive; we played various games to pass the time, and before we knew it, we were crossing the North Carolina state line. A few hours later, we arrived at the Outer Banks Hotel. When I opened my car door, I was greeted by a warm sea breeze. I inhaled deeply; This is the life, I thought. We carried all of our luggage up the our room and took a few minutes to unpack. We had a beautiful view of the ocean from our third story room. Since it was only 2:00 in the afternoon, we all changed into our swimming attire and headed for the beach.
As I walked on to the beach, I noticed seagulls flying overhead, kites flying in the wind, and that the hot sand was scorching the bottoms of my feet. I ran towards the ocean and dove in. The cool water felt refreshing, and I waded out further into the surf. I observed the waves that came crashing in and though it would be a blast to ride one in. I soon found out body surfing is much harder than it seems. The wave sent me tumbling end over end until I reached the shore. After my head stopped spinning, I walked onto the beach to join the rest of my family who were sitting on some beach towels. We decided to go back to our room and change our clothes. Soon thereafter, I noticed my stomach was growling. That warm sea air and those churning waves really work up an appetite. The rest of my family shared my feelings, so we decided to go to a seafood buffet. We drove down the busy street until we came to Jimmy’s Seafood Buffet. We had heard that this was a great place to eat, so we drove into an open parking spot and walked to the entrance of the restaurant. A friendly waiter greeted us and escorted us to our table. The tantalizing aroma of fresh seafood drifted towards me as I arose to get a plate. Never in all my life had I seen so much food; there were several types of crab legs; not to mention all the varieties of fresh fish. I stood there wondering what I should try first; I decided take a little of everything. As soon as I got back to my table I took a bite of the stuffed flounder. It tasted delectable, and I proceeded to devour the rest of my food. It didn’t take long for me to start to feel full; once my family had finished eating, we paid the bill and drove back to our room. Everyone was thoroughly exhausted from our busy day; I lay in bed thinking about all the fun I had had until all of a sudden piercing voice brought me back to reality. It was my teacher, Mrs. Jenson. “It’s your turn to give your opinion on ethics in psychology,” she said. Reluctantly, I stood up and began to speak. My perfect vacation would have to wait.

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