Literacy Narrative
A Flight to Forget
I was assigned this essay and wrote a really horrible first draft, which was a closed form essay. After our meeting I built off of one paragraph that you told me was the closest to a narrative. I went back to the drawing board and just turned it more into a story.
A Flight to Forget
5 AM, and my alarm clock starts buzzing. I begin preparing for the long journey I am about to embark on. A 12 hour flight to Israel, I pack up my last few things for the backpack I will be carrying with me on the flight. 30 minutes later I am already getting dropped off at the airport. Now comes the hard part checking in and passing the security checkpoint. This process is long and tiring, after finally passing it now I have to wait about an hour and a half to board the plane. Waiting to board the plane is just an excruciating process, well everything at the airport is. After my wait I boarded the plane and got into my seat praying that no one annoying would be seated around me. With my luck I got children who were between the ages of three to five completely surrounding me north, east, west, and south. What I am slowly realizing is that this flight will either be hell or just normal, if these babies and children ever stop crying and whining. Don’t take it the wrong way it is not that I dislike kids or anything it’s just that for a 12 hour flight where you can escape crying you do not want to get stuck around so many kids of that age. Right before take-off I remember everything. Everyone pushing and shoving to get all their bags in the overhead storage bins, the flight attendants getting angered with people telling them to be seated. All the screens in the plane turn on and give the same white screen up until the pilot turns on the GPS system and then all you see is the plane in Miami and a map that goes all the way to Jerusalem with a blue line in between Miami and Jerusalem. Then right after the TVs come on
I was assigned this essay and wrote a really horrible first draft, which was a closed form essay. After our meeting I built off of one paragraph that you told me was the closest to a narrative. I went back to the drawing board and just turned it more into a story.
A Flight to Forget
5 AM, and my alarm clock starts buzzing. I begin preparing for the long journey I am about to embark on. A 12 hour flight to Israel, I pack up my last few things for the backpack I will be carrying with me on the flight. 30 minutes later I am already getting dropped off at the airport. Now comes the hard part checking in and passing the security checkpoint. This process is long and tiring, after finally passing it now I have to wait about an hour and a half to board the plane. Waiting to board the plane is just an excruciating process, well everything at the airport is. After my wait I boarded the plane and got into my seat praying that no one annoying would be seated around me. With my luck I got children who were between the ages of three to five completely surrounding me north, east, west, and south. What I am slowly realizing is that this flight will either be hell or just normal, if these babies and children ever stop crying and whining. Don’t take it the wrong way it is not that I dislike kids or anything it’s just that for a 12 hour flight where you can escape crying you do not want to get stuck around so many kids of that age. Right before take-off I remember everything. Everyone pushing and shoving to get all their bags in the overhead storage bins, the flight attendants getting angered with people telling them to be seated. All the screens in the plane turn on and give the same white screen up until the pilot turns on the GPS system and then all you see is the plane in Miami and a map that goes all the way to Jerusalem with a blue line in between Miami and Jerusalem. Then right after the TVs come on