Personal Narrative: My Trip To Savannah

Savannah is the city of Southeast Georgia near the mouth of the Savannah River. James Ogelthorpe founded it in 1733, it is the oldest city in Georgia and has been a major port since the early 19th century (Soukhanov, p.1606). Savannah has been called that gently mannered city by the sea and indeed it is, with Spanish moss hanging from the huge oak trees and the shine of the moon reflecting off the pillars of Savannah’s grand mansions. Ones imagination can conjure up a simple setting where the clop of hooves on the cobblestone streets echo in the mind and sweat from the glass of a delicious madiera leaves a ring on the tabletop.

On April second my honors class went on a day trip to the Chickasaw Cultural Center. It is in Davis and near the Tushkahoma site in September. I had been to many cultural centers before, but I cannot remember if I had been to Chickasaw’s specifically. I went separate from the group due to colliding plans. Therefore, I went with my friends Allison, Alyssa, Alie, and Jordan. Driving to the Cultural Center our GPS sent us to a campground, so we had to turn around and ask for directions. Eventually, we located the huge sign, which we somehow missed, pointing us in the right direction. Driving in, I was quite surprised at how clean it was. You could tell that they took pride in their heritage, just by the way they presented the center to us.

Though I spent my entire life living in North Carolina I never thought of myself as a Southerner. My understanding of the Southern lifestyle was quite limited; there is an emphasis on family solidarity, and self-sufficiency with an agricultural backdrop that is part of their essence. The South is not simply a location, manners or customs it is a way of life. Hearing the childhood details of a favorite professor allowed me to envision a picture perfect life under the shade of a magnolia tree and little southern girl who grew up to be a Sandhills Community College professor, Mrs. Cole.

Well the week of our trip to Memphis Tennessee had finally arrived ! My colleagues Beverly,

In recent days I had the opportunity to go back to North Carolina for a few short days. There, with a heavy heart from a loss in the family, I had nothing else to look towards. I’ve always heard of individuals finding peace, faith, blessings, and love of Christ from attending church. I’ve never been a person who put their faith into a higher power. As I was growing up my parents never wanted to force me into any religion without me knowing everything about it and choosing which route to take on my own. As the years treaded on, I never bothered myself to learn about the many different religions and what each stands for. So I used this opportunity as mine to attend church for the very first time. I attended the Roman Catholic services held

Every single person has their own unique identity and culture.At first when I moved to Lafayette from my hometown it was like being a White Tiger around all regular tigers.I didn't really fit in and I kinda stood out because I wasn't from Lafayette.I moved to Lafayette from my hometown in the summer of 2015.My cultural identity fits me because of my accent.

I had so much fun when me, my sister and my momma took a trip to South Carolina. We was originally going just to go to my brothers graduation from basic training, but ended up doing more than we expected. We had a rough trip on the way to his graduation. By trouble I mean our truck broke down in Atlanta, GA. Since the truck didn't make it all the way there, we got a hotel room in Atlanta. We woke up the next day and went to explore since we was already in Atlanta and I haven't never been before. We first went to find something to eat, but didn't know where anything was at so we asked around. One man said we should go to the Underground Atlanta food court. This is shopping and entertainment district in downtown Atlanta. It was a lot of food

One year ago this morning on April 11/2016 I arrived to Charlotte, North Carolina after four day trip on Amtrack train. From San Jose, California to Charlotte, North Carolina.

During my trip to Louisiana this weekend, I made plans to meet two of my friends at one of our favorite restaurants. The racial composition of the group was two black individuals and one white individual. We were having lunch and catching up when a white woman who was sitting nearby with her two children came over to ask if my white friend could watch her children while she went to the restroom. She never made eye contact with me or my other black friend and the question seemed solely directed to the white individual of the group.

In August of 2010, our church embarked on a work and witness trip to Jamaica. The group consisted of two teams, a work and a ministry team. The work team assisted the people of Westmoreland to complete their local church. The ministry team presented bible stories and skits through puppetry at various locations. This Mission was called "Maddy's Mission".

Have you ever been to Atlanta,Georgia before?The time i went to Atlanta,Georgia was month I have ever had. I got to hangout with my cousins,family,and friends. We had so much fun with them because we did something so much fun.We went to Atlanta,Georgia to go visit people.

I never thought a white woman from North Carolina could make a change. Back then, everywhere I went I can feel the town's eyes follow. You don't grow up thinking that your beliefs could/would change. Hell, you grow up thinking much of nothing down here. In North Carolina, the only thing you have time for is making money. So you can buy more time.

560 miles, four states, and half a day of travel to see two of my close friends and a Kanye West concert. The travel to Nashville started an early morning at Pittsburgh International Airport with my brother. After awaking to find myself in Chicago my mind started racing with the possibilities of what awaited me in Nashville. I knew the city would be packed with many others going to see the Kanye West concert in the Bridgestone Arena. As time passed I knew it was time to board our next flight to Nashville. I heard the stories about what Nashville was like but i was still excited to witness what it was truly all about. As the plane landed in Nashville i quickly pulled out my phone to send pictures to my friends and family.

It was a beautiful, sunny South Georgia day. Five year old me invited my eleven year old sister to come outside and jump on the trampoline with me, and she said that she would be there in a few minutes. Excited, I ran out and starting to jump around by myself. It was hard to tell at this age how long I had been waiting, could’ve been 10 minutes or 30 minutes, but either way, it had been much too long, so I sat on the edge and glared at the back door. My dad came out to check on me, and I informed him on the situation. He went in and told her that I was waiting, and she said she’d be out in a minute. Well more than a minute passed, so I went in for the confrontation. She attempted to give some petty excuse while I slammed the door on her opportunity

“Beep Beep move it people!” I’m a city girl and in the city you can see so much people and stores. But than my parents told me that I was going to a very big place call the Savanna. The Savanna is in Africa. I’m going there to see my cousin Tamara that live with her mother and father which they are my aunt and uncle. Tamara told me all about the Savanna and she said that it is beautiful. Tamara told me that we was going to see a lot of animals and a lot of the beautiful grass.