Personal Narrative Essay: Poppy De Plant

I am Poppy de Plant, the last hope of my country. I am the last one alive of my family and the only botanist left in Columbia. Population has greatly decreased in Columbia, ever since our enemy, Venezuela has release a load of wild lions, jaguars, leopards and tigers into our land. The president, one of the few survivors, has given me a vital assignment. He told me, "You are our last chance. We need a plant that can save the people who have been bitten, by allowing the body to be numbed so we can operate." Right after he said this, a jaguar who had been lurking in the shadows, like a fly on the wall, pounced . The presidents last words were "Save my people. I can't leave them for dead". He bled to death quickly, since no one could operate. I vowed from that day that I would find the world's first anesthetic. I set out to save my people and become world- famous. Two days later, I departed from my hometown with nothing but the clothes on my back, a roll of garbage bags for collecting plants, my botany book, and my canteen. I wandered around like a lost puppy for days, so many that I lost count after day four. I stumbled into a jungle, with trees towering over me like giant umbrellas, late at night. "So this must be the famed Amazon," I muttered to myself. The plants blindsided me for a few days with their magnificent beauty and fascinating properties, but then I remembered why I was there. I gave myself a pep talk. "Come on... You are the soon to be worldwide famous botanist Poppy de Plant. You must find this plant, Poppy. Don't fail your country!" I knew I was on the brink of one of the most important discoveries this planet has ever known. I just had to figure out which plant was the right one, even though there were hundreds of thousands of plants in this Amazonian Jungle. I was cautious, because I knew that if I tried one dangerous plant, it would all be over. The pressure was on me, Poppy de Plant, despite the fact that I was only 22. I recognized how important I was to my country, so I trekked on. By then, it was nighttime again, and I had to find a safe spot to spend the night. I could only fathom the dangers in this Rainforest; therefore, I needed a shelter to sleep. I searched around and found what looked like some sort of a decayed tree-house that had crashed to the ground. I carefully walked in, trying hard not to touch the splintered wood. I laid out garbage bags on the ground and slowly drifted off. I woke up, and the first thing I saw that morning shocked me. No, it wasn't the plant I was looking for. It was a capybara, who had decided that my face was a good seat to sit on. I screamed. I knew the plant I was looking for was right under my nose, I just had to find it. I threw the capybara off my face with new purpose; I had to find this medicinal plant. The capybara ran screeching into the forest. I didn't know this at the time, but that wouldn't be the last I'd see of that darn capybara. I continued to sort through the leaves and plants while comparing them to my botany book. "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" …show more content…
I don't know if it was a week or an hour. And then I realized, I had done it! I had saved my country from the lions, jaguars, leopards, and tigers prowling around on our streets and in our towns and forests. I stuffed the fifty trash bags that I had left and filled them with the miracle plant that had saved my life, and will hopefully save hundreds of others. I knew that I had finally done it, and I would become world- famous for it. The world will never be the same, thanks to me, Poppy de Plant. No more would I be a biologist studying plants all by herself. I would be swamped with job and there would be books written about me. I marched on with new found energy. I arrived back at my town, administered all of the medicinal plant. Never again would my life be the same, thanks to my discovery of the first