We were all ready for off at about 1 o'clock on the Saturday, I was expecting a long journey as I had been to the same campsite the year before and it takes about three hours on a good day. But thankfully we didnt get lost on the way so we got there just before tea-time. Quinny and I waited in the car while my mum and dad signed us in and got our pitch number. Number nine was our pitch this time, which wasnt that far away from where we were last year. I'll just tell you one more thing about last year then I will move on, I met a girl called Vicky who I spent most of the holiday with.
Meeting at airport Ali had just driven through the rush hour traffic of London with his mother. He had arrived several hours earlier than necessary for the arrival of his wife’s return flight from India. His wife and son had been on holiday in India. He knew he had a couple of hours before his wife arrived. He had been married for two years.
I should have been tired; I'd been climbing all day, since around eight that morning, and we were just finishing the forty-five minute, up-hill-and-down-dale walk back to the American School of Archeology. Despite a nightly average of five hours of sleep over the last week or so, I felt like I could go on forever. There was so much to see and discover -- new things to try, ancient ones to visit -- and only a few more days of this amazing vacation left! My grandparents caught up, and we continued, leap-frog fashion, up the remaining streets to our destination. When we did reach my uncle's room in the American School, I had time to realize that I was more tired than I had wanted to admit.
We prepared for this vacation for months! We were excited to finally be back with our immediate family members. We began to stack our luggage into her son’s vehicle. He was going to drive us to the SUX airport. The sun has not even appeared, and my wife and I were heading off for two months of unforgettable fun.
My Trip to America- Personal Narrative Three years ago, in July 2001, I had the opportunity to visit America, the land of freedom. I was thrilled when I overheard my mother talking to my friend’s father; Tom’s father on the phone for me to join my Toms family in their holiday to America. I could not sleep that night. The following morning, my mother informed me of the good news: That I would be going to Florida for two weeks, and that I would accompany my friend’s family. I could not have asked for a better morning in Britain.
A festival holding costumes, foods, clothing, music and much more, crop over became a tradition for everyone to love. This Festival is a tradition which has been celebrated by my family and many other “Bajans” like myself. Starting in June and ending in August this two month long celebration not only just holds fun but, holds a deeper meaning behind what is celebrated but throughout the years. Cropover eventually became apart of the Barbadian culture as a celebration of fun and activities. Crop over started as far back at the 1780’s and marked a period in which the ending of the sugar cane season came to a close.
It was the best night of my life had a great time. As our month in being in Mexico was about to end we spent the next couple of weeks with my grandparents. They were telling us stories about their childhood and also telling us myths that accorded throughout Mexico. Those were the best stories ever we would have been up till midnight hearing these stories and going around the room telling them things that have occurred through us in life. Sadly the day has arrived for us to go back home.
It was one of the best time periods of my life so far. Eventually, I had to move back to Tampa to enroll in school, but now, every time I have the opportunity to look at my photo album, I do, and every single picture is like a time machine that brings me back to those amazing moments in my life, and I'm happy again. Even though I don't live in New Jersey anymore, the photos keep my memories alive. So far one of the most important things I've learned about life is that happiness isn't about the more expensive or luxurious things you have, it's about the things that have significance to you. No matter if the objects are big, or small, objects don't make or break you.
I’ll be doing the same thing year after year, but the repetition will make me find the best flow that works for me. This will teach me to master my skills and become better each year with each child. Acknowledging Pink’s theory of mastery, when someone is doing what they love even on the days they don’t feel like doing it (123). In other words, when someone loves what they do and they still have no regrets. Waking up every morning wanting to do the best in their field even on the occasional Monday blues.
For those of you that don’t know, I am Trey Rongisch and I am currently a student at Midland University. It is quite ironic how Nick and I first met, it was during my first college class. I would have never expected him to ask me to be his Best Man at his wedding in the short span of four months, but when he asked me, I just couldn’t turn down the offer. But I’m going to be honest, I’ve been feeling quite nervous about giving this speech for some time. But I’m pleased to say last night I slept like a baby – I woke up every two hours, crying my eyes out.