Hudsonville Fair Narrative

Just as I arrived in the line the previous riders were leaving. Before I knew it, the gate had opened and we were getting onto the ride. It felt like an out of body experience. Perhaps that was just my sanity watching in awe from afar. I left my shoes next to my bag inside the gate. I had to stand on my quivering tip toes to get in the seat. With my heart beating out of my chest, the carnival worker buckled us in. Then the operator moved us up about ten feet. I wanted to shout down at them to lower us back down so I could get back to the earth. Adrenaline rushed, palms sweaty, my breath came out in quiet, rapid gasps. I had just opened my mouth to speak, but the worker beat me to

It was a warm mid-september day and I was preparing to go horseback riding for the very first time. I was celebrating my bestfriend’s birthday with her family and a couple other friends. On the ride over you could feel the jitters in the air and the excitement to try something new. We arrived to Bobby’s Ranch in Westford MA and settled on petting some of the other animals. It was all very bizarre, almost movie-like. We joked around about rookie mistakes and wondered how many of us were going to fall under it’s trap. The ride was scheduled to be an hour long, through the woods and in an orderly fashion. I got on top of a platform and was instructed on how to get up on the saddle and how to use the reins to guide the horse. The birthday girl

After a lot of thought, our last ride of the night was going to be one I had been putting off. Tatsu. You’re strapped in by your shoulders and your legs dangle. When we got in line, I wanted to cry. I had heard screams echoing through the starting tunnel. It was our turn. While I strapped myself in, tears started in my eyes. The start was a long uphill (isn’t it always?). The downhill lead to a HUGE loop. I started screaming but my mouth immediately became dry and my throat scratched by the wind. The rest of the ride was pitch black. Finally, it ended. I sprinted off, grabbed my bag, and again yelled,” THAT WAS AWESOME!” This time was friends didn’t laugh, but they rubbed their necks and complained about the

We laughed as we waited in line. Before i knew it we were at the front of the line. We handed the old man wearing a deep frown our tickets. We ran up the few steps hastily. I buckled myself in and waited excitedly. As the time went on more people started to pile in on the ride. After a minute the guy went to check and see if everyone was buckled in correctly after he completed his task he got of and started the ride. It went slow and steady at first, but it started to gained speed and height. The higher we got the lower my stomach dropped. I held my hands up and felt the my hair dance in the cool wind. After the ride was over he and I rode more rides than we could

There were thoughts of actually dying and that gave me a strong excitement. The ride had begun it was slowly going up at first I could see myself getting higher and watch my mom wave at me. All of a sudden the ride had stopped. It was about to get much faster and at that exact moment my mind went blank. The ride had started going up instantaneously as I started to yell at the top of my lungs. I was faced toward the theme park as I went higher I felt butterflies squeeze my stomach. Once I reached the top the ride it stopped moving. The whole theme park was so small from the top of the ride I was surprised to realize that my mom looked like an ant. The rays of the sun were flashing into my face but I was feeling fantastic. Suddenly, there was a sound of gas release and boom the ride started to go down and things started to get bigger again.

The ride was an uncomfortable silence, the man next to me didn’t say anything and neither did I, being the incredibly talkative person I am.The field was a dull green, similar to my mood. But with ironic splashes of colorful clothes worn by the people, contradicting the atmosphere of the field. I stepped off the cart to meet the blue eyes of a red-headed woman who would be my coach for the remaining time I was the

At the 2016 Kansas State Fair, I was the leader of my small show team. The eldest and most experienced, Madeleine and Rylynn were cheering me on through each class. I had already had a wonderful time, winning reserve champion in my equitation class, making pleasure finals and placing fourth in hunter under saddle, horsemanship was my last class. There were 40 in my class, and I was twelfth in the working order. Maddie and Ry sat on the other side of pen happily eating soft pretzels, eating up pattern after pattern. I walked in the small warm up arena as much as I could, I was terrified that my horse would turn up lame, as he had gotten a cut on his coronet not but a few days ago, and I had scratched him out of trail and hack because of it. Though there had been no sign of soreness from him, I was terribly worried.We worked on our spins, I backed him to the gates more times than I could count, and his trot offs were prompt and rhythmic. Our gatekeeper called my number to tell me I was on deck.

The ground looked up at me menacingly. After an agonizing 2 minutes, we reached the curve at the top of the hill. As we rounded the bend, I glimpsed the drop ahead. The butterflies drummed twice as hard now. Then, the end of the curve was upon me, and we stopped! “What happened? Is something wrong?” All of the sudden, the brakes gave way. A yell tore itself from my lungs as we flew down the hill. My hands gripped the armrests like there was no tomorrow. But then, after the initial drop, excitement flared through me. “This is the best rollercoaster ever!” I thought to myself. The coaster took me up, down, and all around. It felt like I was flying, we were going so fast. But, to my despair, all roller coasters end. As we pulled up to the dismount station, I thought to myself, “I’m never going to forget this!”

I was always scared of roller coasters, something about them made me feel weird inside. I would go to Great America with my friends and wait outside the rides that were scary for me. I never really thought about getting on any rides that dropped at the speed of lightning and loops that make your stomach flip upside down twenty times. I would just sit down and watch the rides as they dropped. That was until one day, my friend told me “Close your eyes I’m taking you to somewhere that’s fun.” I didn’t know what she meant by that but I did what she told me to do. She also covered one of my ears I didn’t know why. “Open your eyes Steven.” I did and at that moment my mouth dropped. I tried running from the line but it was too late. My friend had made me get in line for the scariest coaster in the park. It was named “Flight Deck” .The seats were empty and the small gates opened. She pushed me into the seat and locked me in as fast as she could. I heard the snap which meant the seat was

Have you went to the state fair? I have. State fairs are mostly about games, food, and amazing rides. The only problem is not only do you have to pay to go to the fair but you also have to pay for the food, games and rides as well. Even though it could cost some money here and there, it’s worth it. The three things I did there was eat fried Oreos, play ring toss and enter a shooting competition. Let me tell you a story about it.

The night before we began our journey to Orlando, I didn’t get much sleep. My eyes were wide open like an owl most of the night, tossing and turning under my cloudy soft comforter thinking about what awaited me the next 24 hours. I have always been interested about what it would be like to go on a roller coaster, but I hated the feeling of weightlessness like a balloon. I even hated going on elevators, just the thought of all that force sent a shivering sensation throughout my body that made me agonizingly uncomfortable. Nevertheless, there was a roaring lion fearlessness within me that wanted to indulge on this endeavor. In the morning we pack the family SUV as if we were sardines in a can and headed out to Islands of Adventure.

It is Thursday, August 24th, the opening day of the Minnesota State Fair. I am here with my family, a friend and his mom, and one of my sister’s friends. It seems so long since last year’s fair. I always look forward to the state fair, even though it’s pretty much the same every year.

The rides entrance itself made my legs weak with sheer fear. The pathway was like a maze and then the stairs appeared to warn me, by saying turn back now. As I climbed each step I tried numerous times to escape. The escape attempts were foiled by my so called friends blocking the only exit. I said,” Come on guys I can die another day.” Audrey quipped,” Oh come on Taylor, man up and go on the ride.” Now I can’t really describe the feeling of having a woman tell me to man up. I said,” Ok I got this.” I shrugged off all my anxiety and nerves and just went with it.

When I first arrived at the park, it was in the evening time and the air had a nice breeze going that sides chills up and down your body, but not enough to put a jacket on. The breeze rustled the leaves on the tree. The sun was going down very slowly, but the rays of the sun danced on my skin. It smelled of freshly cut grass, because the city lawn maintenance people just finished doing the yard work. I found my way to a table in the shade where I could observe my surroundings. Once you drown out the sound of the leaves rustling in the breeze, the sound of children playing hit your ears. On the other side of the park, several children were laughing and playing on the playground. There were children swinging on the swing talking and laughing with each other. Next to the swing at the bottom of a jungle gym a mother waits for her child to slide to the bottom. Watching the children laugh and playing made me fill relaxed. At the money bars a dad helping his daughter get across to the end. I was instantly reminded a time when I was that small and I wanted to be a big kid and go across the monkey bars, but I fell.