Personal Narrative: What Do You Guys Want To Do

Upon stepping in the boat, they handed us blue ponchos. The floor was metal, with thin, almond-shaped bumps on them, forming many little crosses. There were some rooms where you could watch through the windows and not get wet. Thinking that was pretty boring, I chose staying outside, where blue chairs lined the walls of the rooms inside. I chose a seat on the starboard side, quite close to the metal railings that bordered the walls of the boat. My little sister sat next to me, her smiling face bursting with excitement. I felt a little jerk, and the boat started moving and the thundering falls grew closer. Though I was warned not to stand up, I got excited and rushed out of my seat, eager to see the falls. My hands grabbed the railings as I watched the roaring waters go around in a horseshoe shape. After a while. the sky darkened, lightning flashed, thunder boomed, winds whipped up, and it started pouring. I started to regret staying outside and started slowly making my back to my seat. The boat lurched to the starboard side, and I slid back to the railing. My sister, the only other person nearby, screamed as she jerked forward, her seatbelt stopping her from flying into the water. I slowly got up but the boat lurched to the other side and I went flying forward, my head hitting a chair. Clutching my head, my vision dimmed and I went flying towards the railing again. Horrified, I suddenly realized that I missed the metal bar entirely and was actually hurtling towards the water. On impact, my body instinctively curled into a ball. I fought to reach the surface, but the water from the falls was pushing me down. When my head last broke the surface, I saw many more people in the place where I fell out. They were probably the people from the inside, who saw me tumbling out of the boat. The freezing water made it hard to think and hard to move. After around what I thought was

As I jump off the pontoon, I feel the freezing water surround my body. I'll slip on the boots of the skis and grab the handlebar. Releasing my grip, I put one thumb up into the wind to signal I’m ready to go. Suddenly there is a tug on the rope, and I’m being dragged through the water. Pressing the skis against the cold water, I can finally stand up above the waves. The boat pulls me around the bend of the lake, and the view of all the enormous cabins is thrilling. The seniors on the campground beach will clap and stand up from their Adirondack chairs to wave or whistle. As my legs begin to feel tired, I wave one last time and let go of the handlebar. I can feel my body quickly sink down into the water; the life jacket on my chest will be

Anyway, while we are on our journey we just met Kansas River before reaching Alcove Springs. So we had to buy a raft to cross the river which cost 1 dollar. Otherwise will try going around it but I’m afraid our family will get lost. So we all got to buy a raft and crossed the river safely. The water had rushed a little bit then our stuff kind of tumble over. Plus it took a while because our Oxen are

I felt the drops begin to fall, and yelled, “Hurry! Help Me get the fly on!” We hoisted on the fly, then realizing the tent was going to blow away, put in some extra stakes. The next morning we woke up, dazed by the nights’ events, but excited and ready for adventure. We began our journey into the Tetons, heading to Jenny Lake, where frigid waters dared us to jump in. We began our journey up the mountain shortly after a quick breakfast, during which a man from the next campsite over gave us some extra pancake mix, which at the moment we had no time to use, and threw in the back of the car. Little did we know the lights in the car had stayed on while we went up the mountain. I headed the trip for a while, then fell to the back, drained by trying to stay in the lead and by lack of oxygen. We had to take breaks every few minutes because of the dispersed and unsatisfying amount of air we were able to breath in. All of the sudden, like flashes of lightning, Kurtis and Allison took the

Gabbie and I decided to tie the two ski ropes together, tie the end of one to the boat, and attach the tube to the end of the other. This way we were able to take the tube out into the waves without the fear of drifting away. Even all the out there, we could still stand, so we figured it would be fine if we let go of the tube. We would drift a little ways from it, but were always able to make it back. Suddenly, we turned around and were 20 feet from the tube, and were quickly being dragged out farther. I could still stand, so I planted my feet in the ground and tried to walk back, but the current was too strong. The sand seemed to evaporate out from underneath my feet. I was starting to panic; we were caught in the

We eventually got back to the dock and went inside to chill for a bit and get some food. We sat inside for about an hour and then decided to go back out because Jamie wanted to go tubing again. Once we got outside, Nan told us that she’d be out later and that for now we could take a ride on the Jet Ski. At this point I had only ridden on one once with Ariana driving. (Hint: She’s crazy and I almost died.) Jamie decided that she could be trusted to drive and so she and I went for a lil’ ride. Now, during this ride, we nearly tipped the jet ski. Key word here: “Nearly”. We survived but only just. After Jamie almost killed us, we went back to the dock. Once we got back, Ariana and Jamie decided to go out for a ride too. They rode for about 15 minutes before they came back and Jamie decided that all three of us should go for a ride. Now, you’d think that this would be a pretty sketch idea right? That is what I was thinking, but I went along with it because I thought it could be pretty

After about 45 minutes of intriguing instructions, we finally departed. I hopped into the raft as I felt the cold water seep through my water shoes. Once everyone was secured into the raft and life vests bolted on, we headed down

A breeze and some spray blew on my face. I was going about 8 miles per hour. I looked behind me very carefully and saw I was making my own waves. A wonderful feeling passed over me as I looked back ahead, it was the wonderful feeling of the water spraying my face. When it was Sam’s turn, the boat stopped and I got pulled back onto the boat, then once I was on, Sam jumped out onto the tube.

After a long day of working at a small resort called New Evarts located by Glenham, South Dakota. This is where people come from all over the Midwest to live for the summer or part of it. They can go fishing, boating and other fun activities in the little town or near by in the surrounding towns. I

Hesitantly we climbed up the slick rock. It was warm and dry on top, and we could see the damp parts slowly evaporate. No one wanted to jump first and leave the warmth and the safety from on top of the rock. Skeptically, I stepped forward with fears darting through my head. What if I don’t jump out far enough, what if I gash myself on a rock, what if I break a limb, what if I hit my head, what if I die? All of my thoughts rushed away like the water in an instant. Before I knew it I was in midair. I was tensing up all my muscles, I was preparing for impact, I was regretting my decision, I was telling myself it will be ok, and then... ker-splash! I could feel my body be engulfed slowly into the raw water. A smile developed on my face and I realized that missing work was totally worth

Just a short distance of nearly a mile from the island, some heavy rapids awaited our coming. They were something we all had to just deal with, and figure out by trial and error, the best way to pass through them. A fellow scout of mine, Ben, decided he wanted to be the first to try his luck in these rapids. Ben was a first year scout, who had never been on the canoe trip before. Ben was in a kayak as well. I followed closely behind Ben so that I could be of assistance should anything go

“Ready let's do this!” Those are the last words I heard from my coach until I got hit. This all started as a normal practice, until my Alex (my coach) asked me to something new. The thing she wanted me to do was a front flip while my bases threw me in the air while holding on to my backspot Izzy’s hand. So they threw and as I was coming around my hand and Izzys hand somehow came undone and her elbow came down my head was coming around and they hit. When I got hit I kind of blanked because my coach told me that I kept going after I got hit and I don’t remember that till this day. So after my bases let me down I started crying because it hurt really bad and after I sat on the ground I felt my head where I got hit and it felt like I have a 5 inch bump coming out of my head. So my best friend Laura went and got me ice from the trainer. When she got back with the ice I put it on my head and I suddenly felt tired. I told my coach that I was really tired and she said that I had to stay

“Left. LEFT! Paddle faster,” I shouted, trying to instruct our raft team to avoid rocks as we soared down the white rapids. We were flying down waterfalls, avoiding other rafts, and trying to reach our destination, where we would feast on cold cuts. Our raft was rocketing around a turnabout when it suddenly crashed and lodged itself between two massive boulders. We were stuck. Our guide radioed in for help as we all sat in an awkward silence. I glanced at his hand and

When Leah was seven years old, her cousin pushed her into the lake. She remembers the shock, quickly followed by the sharp slap of the water, and the water enveloping her, pulling her closer to the bottom. The falling feels longer every time she thinks of it. In reality it could only have been a few seconds at longest before she started flailing, pulling herself closer to the sky, breaking the surface of the water to yell at her cousin.

From the highest we were about 8-9 meters above water so it was about two seconds in the air. I had not been nervous about jumping for the whole trip but now I was starting to feel the pressure. Ben told us that he can jump first since he is the experienced one and everyone agreed. As Ben prepared to jump I suddenly got a bit nauseous, suddenly I was very afraid of jumping. But in the middle of thinking that Ben jumped off the edge without hesitation and disappeared under the surface. He came up swiftly and yelled “The water’s perfect! I did not even hit the bottom”. That reassured me that it was no danger and soon after Alexander jumped in and after him Abbie. I asked Adrian if he wanted to jump or if I should and he replied that he can jump first. Adrian jumped and now it was my turn to jump, and I was really feeling the adrenaline rush. I climb up from my sitting spot and walk over to the cliff edge and look down. Down nine meters was the surface. I looked at the spot where I was going to try to land on. To get some motivation I ask Alexandra to count down from three and she gladly