Personal Narrative: I Live In Orlando

I live in Orlando. I had everything. Spent money on expensive clothes and shoes, instead of saving the money or spending it more wisely. I’m not a rich person, but I’m not poor either. I also didn’t have a job so when I spent money it didn’t really matter to me because it wasn’t coming from my pocket, but it was coming from my mothers. So as a child I didn’t understand the sacrifice it had to be made to buy something. APURENSEN QUE YA NOS VAMOS! (HURRY UP! WE ARE ALMOST LEAVING) my mom yelled at me and my siblings in Spanish to hurry up because we were getting ready to leave. Me and siblings had no idea where we were going. I would have never thought we would finally do something different like this. Never have I ever gone on a family vacation like this one. When we got there, there was beautiful beaches, land, everything was beautiful. This was definitely one to remember forever. Great and bad memories were made. Lessons were learned. It was an unforgettable experience.
We got to this beautiful green island called Cuba. Driving through Havana and seeing how different everything was from Orlando and also how amazing it was. There was this guy on a motorcycle with a loud noise that you can hear from miles away. I saw that he was selling mangoes. They were the …show more content…
Everyone helped each other with laundry or cleaning or even construction. There are neighborhood’s called barrios. And everyone lived so close to each other that they would sometimes cook something for the whole barrio one day and everyone would pinch in something and then the other neighbors would do the same and it gets passed on and on . In Orlando you see animals running around in streets, well in Cuba you saw dogs mostly running around without a home and they were all starving to death just like some families. Some families didn’t have enough money to buy any food or even had a home, so they would get sick and