Personal Narrative: My Trip To Disney World

The first time I went to Disney World was an amazing experience. I had never seen anything so large and full of fun stuff to do. The park was booming with excitement and energy which added to the great atmosphere. That summer my family was much younger- I was eight years old and my sisters were only 4. When we found out that we were going to be travelling to Florida early that spring, we were so ecstatic that we started thinking about what we were going to take and do, even though it was months away. In the picture is my mother and two younger sisters watching a parade on a sidewalk, all smiling and having a good time. The trees towering over the park shadowed the entire street, and old bricks lined the walls of the nearby shops. I remember the sky as a bright

We haven't looked at the park's schedules yet, but we end up being on the route of the parade out of pure spontaneity. We quickly scavenge for great spots where we can see everything, and await the appearance of the characters. The parade is spectacular and filled with vibrant colors and the banging of drums. The misting fans and the musky smell that envelop the Animal Kingdom park add even more detail to their adventurous jungle theme. I realize that I’m almost filling up my entire disposable camera film in just this half hour, because everything is just so interesting to look at. The patterns and synchronization of the dancers is nothing like I have seen before now in real life. There are people in animal costumes walking and dancing on huge stilts, and even some park guests who were invited to join in on the fun. Right afterwards come the characters that I had been watching in cartoons since I was very small. Out came Goofy, Pluto, Chip and Dale, and of course Mickey and Minnie Mouse. I snapped the last of my roll, but those pictures remind me of how happy I was in that