I remember it like it was yesterday, my family took our first trip to Six Flags Great America. I was around seven years old and terrified by everything around me. The roller coasters were like brobdingnagian snakes that twisted throughout the entire park. My first rollercoaster changed my life forever. I was barely the required 48”, and my dad sat me down on American Eagle. Before the ride I was sobbing, yelling, and scared out of my mind. The lift hill had to be the longest moments of my life. We climbed up the 127’ slower than I thought possible, and then it happened. The car crested over the first hill, and the expression on my face couldn't have changed more. I went from a terrified and mortified child, to a boy who was on top of the world. The feeling of falling down the hill, then climbing up another and entering a helix and the some more …show more content…
I didn't think anything of it at first, but after a few meetings, I was sold. The environment, the people, and the fact that I get to build a 120lb robot was awesome! I put my heart and soul into it for two years. My first year, I was voted the MVP of the team and learned skills that no other club could offer. That first year was dedicated to learning to use many machines in a work environment. I learned how to use a CNC, an Epilog Helix Laser Engraver, basically every saw that we owned, and I also gained experience with many hand tools in the shop. Sophomore year began, and I became a student leader at robotics. I was the youngest leader there, most people started when they were juniors. I gained so much experience and so many valuable life skills that will help me throughout. I learned skills such as communication, and people management skills. This year was by far the most difficult in high school. I put so much time and dedication into robotics that I fell behind in school. By the end of the year I knew that I had to
It was the summer of 2012 and my family was taking another trip to Six Flags Great America. Earlier that summer we went just for me to be disappointed. At the time I wasn’t 54 inches yet and couldn’t ride any of the rides that I wanted to because they were the most popular at the amusement park. But, I hit a growth spurt between trips and we planned to ride all of the big rollercoasters. The one that I was most terrified of at the time was Raging Bull, one of the tallest, fastest, and longest steel coasters in the US. As we started to wait in line for the ride I was shaking with both anticipation and fear and began to rethink my idea to ride the rollercoaster. I decided to stay in line and see what many people thought was a great coaster.
Traveling to an amusement park is a family’s finest way to bond, but is it worth the time and drive to attend just any amusement park? This essay will compare and contrast Six Flags San Antonio, SeaWorld San Antonio, and Disney World Florida from price range, food, and the variety of rides.
Have you ever heard that when you wanna go big , Go Six Flags? Six Flags is the family friendly amusement park. This family oriented park located in different variations around the world.
My best friend and I were so excited, we were going to Six Flags some where we haven’t been in years. Around this time we were twelve years old and thought we were the most adventurous people in the world. The night before going to Six Flags I spent the night over her house. My best friend and I couldn’t stop talking about the rides we would get on, which one would be first and what we were going to eat.
AHHHHHHH, that’s the sound I’m going to make when I going to make when I go to Six Flags this weekend. In my opinion, I think that Six Flags has the rides the best rides. There’s just one ride that I’m really afraid of. I t’s the biggest and best ride in Six Flags, the ride literally goes all around Six Flags. But I was afraid of the ride, so I said to my mom “Goliath is just one of the rides I’ll never ride.”
My palms were sweaty, I was a nervous wreck; should I go or not? Just the thought of people dying at Six Flags gives me the chills. Falling off a ride and slowly coming to your death. Even though I was at Six Flags who would have thought that I would have to make such a tough decision about a ride.
What most people expect to hear is me looking forward to riding the roller coasters. I hope that’s not what you thought because I hate them, maybe not hate, but really I’m just not a big fan of high altitudes in general. Consequently, this is why I was always reluctant to going with my family on this trip. Nevertheless I always went. Now that you know I’m not a fan of heights you could guess what attractions I was accustomed to riding, let’s just say my height requirement was more than enough to be eligible to ride. This specific year I decided to bring a friend to accompany me and in hindsight that was a bad idea because he was a roller coaster
As soon as the cart reached the top of the tracks I knew we were in for a long bumpy ride. The cart descended, I gritted my teeth and pushed my legs against the seat in front of me to brace myself. I'm screaming now, this is my first roller coaster, I do not know what to expect. All I could see was my life flashing in front of my eyes and the moment just before I decided to jump onto this roller coaster of death.
It was a Friday, and my first time at White Water. I had been to Six Flags many times in the past few years, as I had always been a pass holder, but this was different than Six Flags. Six Flags had roller coasters where I was strapped in and going 60+ mph. I loved the feeling of going on the rides, but this wasn’t Six Flags. This was a completely new place. I could feel the terror in my bones, but I also knew that I was excited to go on this new ride. A ride where it would just be me making sure I didn’t fall off.
I know it was just a ride in a park, but I always think about day when I'm feeling too scared to try something new. I remember what it felt like to fly down that big blue slide. I realize that I might be quiet, even invisible, but hidden inside me is a brave heart.
It was the first family vacation ever. We went to Minnesota; our main destination, Mall of America. This mall was the biggest mall I’ve ever been in. It had Legoland, an aquarium, and the best of all, an indoor theme park. I was in love with the rides. I had just become tall enough to ride all of the big kid rides, and I was using that privilege to go on every ride in the building. There were roller coasters that zoomed around the entire room, swings that
Ever since I was about six years old, I wanted in the worst way to go to Disneyland. I would hope every year that my parents would chose Disneyland as our next family vacation destination. I dreamt of the day I would come back from Disneyland with exciting tales of adventure and a pair of sparkly, ruby red and black Minnie Mouse ears of my very own that would be the envy of every kid in my elementary class. Once I finally went to Disneyland, it was amazing; Disneyland was everything I had expected and more. However, a couple years later when I returned to Disneyland, it was different. The rides, buildings, and everything in the park did not have the same allure. The magic I had experienced as a child was no longer there.
Going into freshman year of high school was something that hit me unexpectedly. I couldn’t believe that 4 years from then I would be graduating. To me it seemed like an eternity of course, as if I had all the time in the galaxy to relax before things would become more profound such as grades, time management skills, and independence.
High School was a new phase in my life that I had no one to relate to in my family. My parents, being immigrants from Central America never experienced high school in the United States. I entered as a freshman, not knowing what to expect, less not knowing how to create a successful road to the eminent idea of college that all my teachers encouraged. I wanted to attend college, I just did not understand how to make my high school career the most, so I can be prepared for the next step of my life. I became focused on making the varsity soccer team and getting the best grades I could to be eligible to
When I first started the semester about four to five months ago, I still had the mindset of a teenager. I had to realize that this is not high school anymore it is college. Unfortunately, that came with a price to pay early into the semester. My grades began to start slipping. Everything started to go down the hill quickly. I brought this upon myself, and it was my job to fix this. I had to learn how to get out of the teenage mindset and transition to become an adult. That is what was blocking my way to becoming the person I wanted to be.