Personal Narrative: My Family Trip To Georgia

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Christmas in Georgia Everyone has a favorite childhood memory that shines vivid in their mind, mine is not an extravagant foreign vacation or skydiving from a plane at 30,000 feet It is simply a family trip to Atlanta, Georgia. Family has always been something my mother tried to make an important part of my upbringing, but to me it was nothing more than a word with an unknown meaning. In her attempts to draw us closer together, my mother planned a trip for us to drive 10 hours across states to stay at her older brother’s home in Atlanta. This vacation in particular stands out to me the most because it taught me more than how to have fun, it taught me things that stick with me to this day, such as the meaning of family and how important a …show more content…
There was something very exciting about skating on a block of ice with wet clothes, bruised knees, and frost-bit fingers. It was also extremely heart-warming for me to see my mother and uncle reconnect and make up for lost time over stale french-fries from the concession stand. This sentimental moment was interrupted by a hand on my back, pushing me onto the ice. I was able to pick up my head just soon enough to see my brother laughing as he made his escape. After we had all eventually lost complete feeling in our fingers, we decided to call it a day and start fresh in the morning, and that we …show more content…
we approached a massive building with a glass Coke bottle on top of it. there were snow white polar bear statues all over the inside of the factory. some were posing for pictures and some waiting in the gift shop to be purchased. to a small child this seemed very amusing. we left the factory with little white bears holding bottles of Coke. now that we had our fun, it was time to get to work. It was December 23rd, and we had no gifts for my uncle, aunt, or cousins. We made our way to the closest mall we could find and began our search. We ran frantic alongside my mother from store to store to store looking for the perfect present for everyone. By the time the sun hid behind the trees and the sky became a pink-orange color, We were leaving the mall with arms full of

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