It was a hot summer morning. The bright orange and
yellow sun was hovering over me, my aunt, my mom, my brother, and my two
cousins as we walked around the Philadelphia Zoo, making us feel like we
couldn’t take one more step without collapsing to the ground.
At the time I was ten. So was my brother, Justin. My cousin Emily was
thirteen, and my cousin Angus was nine. This was the first time I ever
stepped foot out of my house since my family reunion when I broke both
of my arms. I broke both of my arms by jumping off a swing at the park.
I tried to break my fall by using my hands, but I snapped and displaced
both of my wrists instead and wasn’t able to break my fall.
My family and I walked around the zoo looking at other exhibits. We were
also allowed to ride on the back of a camel with golden fur. There was a
maroon blanket for us to sit on and metal bars around us so we won’t
fall. We felt like we were riding a horse, only there was a big bump
between me and Emily, my older cousin, and it smelt like cow manure.
This made me feel like I wasn’t that limited after all, even though I
had casts on my arms, and I couldn’t do much on my own. When the ride
was over, we got off the camel and we went to a water fountain pouring
with perfectly clear water giving us the urge to jump in.
Angus and Justin were digging through their wallets trying to find some
loose change to toss into the fountain to make a wish. The coins
splashed loudly as they viciously tossed them into the fountain. There
were a plethora of people in the zoo; this made me feel claustrophobic
because I had too big casts on my arms, we were baking under the sun,
and there were people all around us. I felt annoyed when people came by
to ask me what happened to my wrists because I felt like I was a
celebrity being chased by paparazzi and I couldn’t hide my arms to
prevent people from talking to me. We were all in the mood for food, but
we couldn’t decide where to eat. We walked around incessantly for about
twenty minutes. When dusk arrived, we made our way to the exit of the
park. Everyone agreed that we would get ice cream instead of dinner. We
stopped at a Dairy Queen on the way home. I ordered vanilla ice cream
drenched with rainbow sprinkles in a crunchy waffle cone. The cold
dessert sunk into my teeth and cooled me down from all that walking we
did that day. This made me feel refreshed because it had been so hot and
humid all day and night. The only thing that could have made this moment
better would have been if my mom didn’t have to lean across my chest to
feed me because I couldn’t do it by myself!