Personal Narrative Tasnim

One bright and sunny day when I was ten, my cousin Tasnim, older brother Rafeed, dad and I were on the New York subway on our way to Ellis Island, which is where the Statue of Liberty stands. The subway was old and rusty and smelled like dead rats. I was really excited to go because I had never been to the Statue of Liberty although the ride on the subway wasn’t really “the ride of my life” so to pass the awful time my dad gave us some gum to chew on. Since my brother and I didn’t know how to blow a bubble my cousin decided to teach us, and I succeeded on my first try, but my brother, well he didn’t do so well. On his last try he blew so hard like the big bad wolf, his gum landed right on my cousin’s face and boy was she furious, I could see it in her eyes, the anger and regret forever trying to teach my brother how to blow a bubble gum. Though I just couldn’t stop laughing, it was like a comedy show right in front of my very eyes, and who wouldn’t want to watch that! After the subway ride to Battery Park we stood at the ferry line for two and a half hours, which was kind of a waste of time because we were waiting in line for a ride which is approximately 15 minutes long, but I …show more content…
When we arrived to Ellis Island my Dad told us we couldn’t go inside the Statue of Liberty because he was afraid of the tall building standing right in front of our eyes, just because he was afraid of heights. He was shocked to see all of our reactions which was not angry, but approving because we really loved the trip than actually being there. Plus we stopped for lunch, which I was dying for, as a result of the massive line wait. While being in my cheerful mood where everything was perfect, I tried ice tea for the first time, which later became one of my most favorite drinks. Even though we didn’t get to see the fascinating well-formed interior that I’ve always heard about, the ride still paid off since we still got to explore the grounds of Ellis