Dear Journal- Personal Narrative
(Absolute & Relative Location)
Day 1 – August 2, 2005.
I’ve arrived in Australia this morning. What a flight! It took me 11
hours, and I feel like sleeping but it’s only mid-day. The time zone
difference is at its max with Australia being 19 hours ahead of
Vancouver. Geez, it’s going to take me all week to get over this jet
lag. Not only is the time backwards, but also when you flush the water
spins the opposite way, makes me feel sorta homesick. Though in the
southern hemisphere and eastern hemisphere, here lies Sydney at 33
55°S, 151 10E°, one of the most magnificent places on the face of the
earth, in my opinion. Its been three years since my last visit to
Sydney, I came here last as just a vacation to run away from the
ordinary. Melbourne compared to Sydney, which Sydney is just 600km in
the northeast direction, is slightly smaller than Sydney, and they are
dual primate cities in
Australia. I prefer Sydney mainly because of the site of the beautiful
Sydney Opera House, and its proximity to the Tasmen Sea. Also Sydney,
being on the east coast of Australia, experiences better climatic
conditions, more temperate. Anyway, its scorching hot anywhere in
Australia right about now, god bless the tilting of the earth to make
my vacation so toasty.
Good night/good morning, or whatever it may be,
Christine Yablonka
Dear Journal, (Place: Physical & Human Description)
Day 2 – August 3, 2005.
I decided for my first real day in Sydney, being a pilot, I would take
myself for a scenic flight. Can’t let that license go to waste. I took
off at a small airfield on the outski...
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...8 called Warringah Expressway, and there is only one
tunnel built in
1992, only to relieve traffic congestion on the Sydney Harbour
Bridge…its called the Sydney Tunnel…they really have inventive names.
Transportation to the rural areas aren’t really important as 85% of
the population lives in the suburbs. Transportation in information is
just the same as in Canada, TV, newspapers, word of mouth, and
internet (9.47 million people have internet). So taking all this into
account I decided to take the train system. The train took me north to
Hornby, then around to Parramatta, and back into the CBD. After this
adventure I was 2 hours away from my plane departure at Sydney’s
largest airport, Kingsford Smith International. So I bid farewell to
Australia, and the beautiful and informative city of Sydney, New South
Wales.
The journey would become a lot smoother as we headed into the southern summer and after 43 days of sea travel, on the 17th of February, we would finally reach our destination of Adelaide in South Australia.
decided to join the army for a bit of an adventure for a few months,
Today was one more of those average days. Saving the world, climbing big ben and snooping around Buckingham Palace. I don’t understand why everyone underestimates me. For all they know I could be putting myself in mortal danger. My headquarters is on the corner of Clapham Junction. I
This was going to be my first missions trip and the first time that I was going to be flying without my parents. I knew going into the trip that we were going to be doing hard work and that it wasn't going to be anything glamorous. I expected to see and be exposed to conditions and situations that I would never see here in Canada. I also expected to be put in situations that were out of my comfort zone. But in spite of all that I was excited to go. I couldn't wait to get on the plane and start the trip.
So I started my experiment after I left my house and headed to the airport to catch
I was caught in a state of distress. Running low on time,I had to make a decision quickly; a decision that would play a pivotal point in my life. This is an aggravating moment every highschooler endures: the college application process.
It is now day 2 3:00 am and I am going to be out of the ocean at 12:00 pm. I have changed from an infant into a primary. I am having so much fun sailing across the ocean. It is now 12: am and I am 12hrs away from being on land.
When I first started writing the composition at seven years old, I need to look at the picture and narrate what happened around that. At that time, I racked my brain to figure out the imagination and come out only a few words. Later, we need to write a narrative under the education standard system, I still came up against difficulties and didn't know what to write. "You should record the something different happened every day in your diary, which is a basic practice for you to begin your writing step by step.", this is the sentence I repeatedly heard from my teachers during the primary school period. After all, the life is always being ordinary and nothing special happened, it difficult for me to have more interesting topics to share with others. In order to solve this situation, I went to the bookstore to buy some composition books because of the teacher's suggestion.
When my sister and I were younger, we dreamed of moving to Australia, owning an opal mine, and raising kangaroos. In second grade, I mailed a paper Flat Stanley to Australia and was so jealous of his adventures that I tried to mail myself there. I still dream of traveling to Australia to experience the unique landscapes, animals, and culture. My trip will begin with a flight to Sydney where I will embrace the tourist spirit. The word “tourist” harbors a negative connotation, but I relish being a tourist.
My father drove me to the JFK airport. We lived about 30 minutes away but it was Saturday and the traffic was horrible. I was determined to have fun in New Zealand especially because it was summer over there and winter over here.
When I was seven years old I went on my very first holiday abroad, to
We got into our lines, behind groups of excited families and happy little old men and women. As the line ascended up the ramp onto this enormous water vessel, pictures were taken of every group of passengers. Smile, laugh and look happy! Riiight. As a matter of fact, I was pretty anxious. I'd never been on a boat like this, and especially not for a whole week.
The light from the sun reflects off the pure white wall, illuminating the room. The dust floats, undisturbed by the empty house. This is what I see as I launch myself out the door, into the hot summer air, into the sounds of playing children.
Firstly, we left Melbourne to make our way to Doha, Qatar. I was very anxious and nervous before boarding our plane, but once we arrived in Doha there was a sigh of relief. We stayed at a special lounge for 7 hours before re-boarding our connecting flight to Rome, Italy. Once we arrived in Rome we took a speed train to the main area of the airport. We collected our luggage and made our way to the “exit” doors , once the doors opened I could see some of our family waving frantically, to get our attention. We ran up to them to give them big hugs, for the very first time. We drove to my Mums region called “Abruzze” the car trip was about 1 hour and 45 minutes away from Rome. We stayed for a couple of weeks in my Mums town and fortunately for us my Grandma and Uncle were holidaying in Italy at the same time as my family and l. It was very exiting as they had also come over to celebrate my confirmation.
Taking that flight was nothing like the flights I’ve taken before. I had just recently celebrated my fourteenth birthday a week before being told that we were taking a trip. My dad wanted to surprise me for keeping up good grades in school. With my father working in the military and knowing a lot about other countries, I couldn’t have asked for a better gift. Went