New Orleans: A Short Story

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It was a hot and muggy August day, we had just gotten off the plane. The second we stepped outside the airport, we were hit by the crazy atmosphere. People lined up and down the streets in costumes. Shops and bars were everywhere to my left and right. I had never been anywhere like this. I knew that even though we were there for a week and a half, I would not get a chance to be bored. New Orleans. The only place where you can be walking down the street, and all of a sudden get caught in a parade! The smell of the fresh beignets from Cafe Du Monde, will never leave my nose. Oh what I would do for one more bag full of three steaming hot fried dough balls covered in powdered sugar. I couldn’t let myself get too distracted, I was there for one reason only, nationals. MY team made it to nationals. These type of things didn’t happen to me. …show more content…

When my team qualified for nationals, it felt like all the busy weekends, missed parties, and not being able to hang out with friends, payed off. Nationals was spread out through seven days. The first day that we played in Nationals my team was horrible! We were all so nervous nobody was able to even serve the ball. It didn’t help that some girls that were playing were 6”2! It was crazy how tall some of the girls were. There were not many teams from wisconsin, but I got to meet so many different types of people. Before each game both teams high five and say good luck, but for nationals, we would give the other team something that represented where we were from. We played so many teams that when we were done with the tournament, my whole team had a bag full of goodies from all over the

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