Personal Narrative On Quinceanera

When I turned 5 my mom took me on a trip to someplace strange, I didn’t really know where I was going all I knew was I’d finally get to meet my dad. So after about a week long trip I arrived in Laredo Texas, where we stayed for a week or so before we were driven to Austin. My life completely

I was no longer considered a child on March 29, 2014 when I had celebrated my Quinceañera among family and friends.

In the summer of June 2014,I woke up at 4:30 Thursday morning and got ready, packed our suit cases in the trunk of my car. Then I woke up my 4 daughters and they got ready really quick. Funny how for school they drag to get up from their bed and get dressed. But that day they didn't even hesitate to get up because they knew we were on vacation. Me and my girls were really excited to take our first road trip to the beautiful beach of South Padre Island . Of course it is gonna be a long drive but we were excited because we will be sight seeing and singing along to the radio. My family lives about 35 minutes from the beach, in a little town not to far. So when we all got in the car ,I drove to a gas station to fill up my car with gas for our trip and to grab a strong cup of coffee with hazelnut creamers.

The first time I went to camp. My grandpap has a hunting camp in Clearfield and took my cousins and I up there for the weekend. It was the funniest weekend I’ve ever had, we went went turkey hunting one day, and fishing the next day. It was a good guys weekend. Every night we would have a fire and cook on it. We would cook wings, pizza, steak and fish. The fish was my favorite. The worst thing about camp is the beds are in the same room so when we go to bed I could hear my pap snoring so I didn’t get that much sleep. Every morning I would wake up too a very good smell of breakfast cooking and I would go out and eat and wait till everyone got up. Then when everyone was up we would go in the woods and squarl hunt until lunch time. When it was

When I was eight years old, my family decided to have a cookout on a hot Saturday morning at my great aunt’s house. We did not live a great distance from her, so the ride was not that long.

I sat there nervous , thinking this is it I have to do this ,It's now or never . I can feel the sweat coming down my forehead ,my hands also sweaty as I gripped the steering wheel.My shot at getting my drivers license was finally here . I can feel the driving instructor watch my every move . But let's go back a couple of weeks to the one day I decided I was ready to get behind the wheel . My 15th birthday , in my culture when a girl turns 15 they are coming into adult hood and there is a big celebration called Quinceañera. I was not to happy with the celebration all I really wished for was to have my own car . My parents on the other and it being tradition they didn't really ask for my opinion . After all what teenage girl didn't want to have

We went canoeing for a little while. Nicole and I were in the same canoe. My other cousin, Natalie and Mike were on the same team. We had a race to see who can get from one side of the lake to the other. Nicole and I were winning until they tipped our canoe over. We fell into the ice cold water and could not get back onto the canoe without falling again. We got out of the lake and our shoes were all covered in seaweed and other unpleasant things. Later, we went white water rafting. This was my personal favorite event out of my entire trip. My cousin Nicole and I sat in the front of the raft. These two seats were the ones that obtained the most splash. During the one to two hour of rafting, we were attacked by giant waves. Every few minutes, we would be bulldozed with the freezing water. It was so intense because there were many small waterfalls. We almost fell off the raft!! By the end of our adventure, we were soaked. This event drained all our energy out. We went to our hotel and ate at an Italian restaurant. Our hotel had five king size beds, perfect because all of us got one. We slept like pigs throughout the whole

some bounce houses and did some other fun activities. My favorite thing was the tubes and the pond because the tubes had some cameras and a small soccer and basketball place in the middle and the pond is the most fun thing I did lots of stuff I like church

It was in the summer of 1999 when my family decided to take a camping trip to Colorado. I was a typical 15 year old high school student, which meant family vacations were "lame" in my eyes.

For my cultural plunge activity, I got to attend a Quinceanera with one of my friends. A Quinceanera is a Hispanic cultural celebration of womanhood. When a girl turns fifteen, they throw a party to celebrate their coming of age. There are many traditions for this day of celebration, such as, dancing, food, religious ceremony, family, and friends. During this cultural plunge, I got to speak to a Hispanic woman who explained some of her personal memories of being an immigrant in America and her journey here.

November 2005 when I was 8 years old me, my family and my teammates traveled to Austin, Texas for a cheerleading competition. It was our very first time in Austin so everyone was very excited. The sky was a grayish color so it looked gloomy. The wind was cool and crisp so we all had jackets, blue jean pants, and tennis shoes to protect us. After we got unpacked and settled at our hotel we wanted to go and explore the city. We all decided to go to the mall before we start practicing for the completion that was in two days.

When I was younger around the age of 8-10. I think it was an a saturday and I was playing pokemon on my silver Gameboy. Mom then came in the room and explain to me that we were going to my grandma Agar’s house to go swim in their huge clear cold water pool and eat at favorable cook out. But my mom also said I had to keep my Gameboy trapped at home, that broke my tiny heart . So we arrive at my grandparents big white house, I also see all of my family and my grandparents eyes as they followed our car while pulling into the large drive in.

It was Christmas break and my family was on vacation in Belize, a small country near Mexico and Guatemala. We were spending seven days in the jungle at a resort and then we would go to the islands for seven more days.

The next day we walked around and went to some common tourist spots in the city. When we went it was also close to Liberty and I’s birthdays, so we went to the Rainforest Cafe and since it was so close to our birthdays, they gave us a big lava cake with ice cream. We all thought that it was really cool because the servers all came out and sang Happy Birthday to us, and someone in a frog costume came out and we could take pictures with them.

My mom, dad, brother, and I were all putting sunscreen on, head to toe like we showered in it while we were waiting for the cab to pick us up to go pick up the ATV's. Once the cab got to the hotel, we all had to stuff ourselves and our belongings in it because it was one of those mini cars that only had room for three people, but we were four people not including the driver. At the ATV Rental place, we got sized for helmets and the ATV. My brother and I were not old enough to drive the ATV so my brother and my father went together while my mother and I went together. Before you know it, we were out and about zooming through the streets of Aruba to get the California Lighthouse which