Personal Narrative About Canoeing

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Personal Narrative First Draft After peeing in my sleeping bag on the first trip of the summer, I was not excited when my counselors told us we would be going on a canoeing trip. I did not let my counselors check my bag because I wanted to keep what I had done a secret.When I picked my two closest friends to be in my canoe, our counselors felt uneasy about it because we were the jokesters of the cabin. We assured them everything would turn out fine. After disregarding the directions, we headed out on the river. Our lack of paddling caused us to fall behind the rest of the canaoers quickly. About an hour later, we came across four other canoes from our cabin and it looked as if they all tipped. They called for our help as they struggled to …show more content…

We learned that he had tried swimming after the canoe and got hypothermia. Finally we were all together again and other canoes quickly came. They ditched us not knowing the seriousness of our problem because we ditched them earlier. Finally a set of counselors came to our rescue. We all went in separate canoes to go find our camping gear. About three miles down the river we spot the tip of a canoe just above water. We investigated and concluded it was ours. The canoe was submerged underwater so we had to use rope and a tree to get it out. We got in our canoe and eventually found our paddles. The people at our campsite fished all the bags out of the river as they passed. Our bags were drenched. I had to make my own shoes out of tree bark and sleep in the cold. This was only the first night of this horrible trip. Throughout my life I have had many experiences and made mistakes that I have learned from. However, different than other experiences, I have never learned so many lessons at once. I was an immature preteen and this trip opened up my eyes. One lesson I learned was karma. After neglecting the few canoes that asked for help, karma came into play. Not only did we tip our canaoe, we sunk it. Had we helped them when they needed it, the story might have gone differently. It was selfish of us and one could say that we deserved what we got. From that point on, never again have

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