Where I’m FromBy Jerel
I’m from humid, breezy afternoons in September. I’m from playing baseball with my team.I am from eating warm apple pie with cold ice cream.I am from going to Sea World with my friends in a big charter bus.I am from shooting water from water guns at my friends on a hot, summer day.I am from watching TV while lazily lying on a couch, from playing games on my computer.I am from sliding at an almost 90 degree angle on a water slide at Schlitterbahn,
Galveston. I am from watching bright fireworks rocket up into the black sky, and then exploding like a bomb, shooting sparks everywhere.I am from watching the horrible new about the devastating Hurricane Katrina hitting Louisiana, from watching huge tidal waves hit a beach on TV.I am from blowing the candles on my ice cream birthday cake.
Where are you from?
Very poetic. You used good descriptive words and I liked the flow of the sentences.
This is such a joy to read! Why did you write about the hurricane and the huge tidal wave after writing about such glorious things? It really makes the reader stop to think about how things can be so wonderful yet there are people in the world in difficult situations. Good Work!
I love the picture you painted! I could almost taste the apple pie!