Narrative Essay For Independence Day

Making Plans

It was a gorgeous summer morning as I, my brother David, sister

Marcia, mom, dad, and baby girl were traveling home to Laramie from

Colorado Springs where we had gone to visit my grandma. The atmosphere in

the car was fun and filled with laughter. We were glad to be together.

Our chatter was constant and our conversations often overlapped. One

learned young that if you want to be heard in my family, you must merely

speak louder than everyone else. Or, you might simply say, "Would you

please shut up for a minute so I can say something important?" We all

understood that such a plain and politely spoken command was not meant to

be offensive or at all disrespectful.

We were a bit louder than

"You can drive more than a hundred miles on

a Wyoming highway without seeing another car," Daddy would often brag.

That was not the case, however, in Colorado. The cars were lined

up one after another, traveling 75 miles per hour, to the horizon and

beyond. We passengers paid scant attention to the outside world as we were

involved in a thought-provoking discussion regarding the strengths and

weaknesses of the highly educational hit movie of the summer, Independence

Day. The movie answered the question: Are we alone in the Universe? with

a loud no when aliens arrived and began demolishing major cities all over

the world. We all gazed out the windshield as we laughed at my sister 's

comment about the president in the film: "He was so broken up over the

little wife 's death that he went immediately and put on his flying suit to

go kick those alien 's buts himself."

"And how 'bout the stripper who was perfectly happy in her job

and...," David began and never finished as a large truck two to three cars

ahead began rolling away from us straight down the