As I bounced on the trampoline—springs dancing,
scorching hot, sparkling black elastic—I heard yelling.
“Hannah, Grace, Emma come inside!”
Buckets of sweat dripped from our faces and our sore, tired legs as we
dashed into the house. Gradually, we put our feet on the tile floor,
enjoying the cold sensation, and misty touch. The feeling of putting
your feet on the tile was like stepping onto the Arctic ice. I began to
feel the cold rise to my body and cool me off. My mom suggested we go in
the basement, which was fresh smelling, and the perfect temperature.
Emma, Hannah, and I rushed down to the refreshing basement, and caught
our breath. Suddenly we heard loud, heavy footsteps coming from the
stairs. I saw my parents peek their heads out from the wall. However, I
noticed my dad was holding a video camera, which was unusual.
“Gather around. We have something to tell you,” my mom yelled over the
radio. My parents whispered something to each other. For some reason, it
got really hot real soon. Again, sweat began to drip down our faces as
we waited for the big surprise. I could only hear the faint whispers of
my parents talking. We were about to explode with impatience when my
parents looked at us and nodded.
They opened their mouth and bellowed in unison, “We are going to Disney
World!” My younger sister and I jumped out of our skin and started
running around screaming, jumping for joy, and hugging our parents.
However, my older sister was staring like a lion stalking her prey. She
was either in complete shock or she did not believe what was happening.
She proclaimed, “This is a joke. We are not going to Disney World. They
are just joking.”
My dad explained, “Our flight leaves at 12:00 and we already packed for
you, so hurry up and get ready.” I couldn’t believe we were actually
going to Disney.
My dad yelled, “Come upstairs and get ready.” We ran upstairs as fast as
a leopard. We rapidly checked our luggage our parents packed for us.
I could tell our bags were yelling, “Please, just let us be in Florida!”
I loved how when I was observing my bag, I saw a myriad new clothes. We
hurriedly got our luggage in the car and we were on our way to the
Philadelphia airport. We drove to Philadelphia and during the drive I
was occupied by my family’s conversation. In an hour, we arrived at the
airport. I remember having to wait two hours—motionless, long,
never-ending hours—for the plane. I despised those two hours because it
felt more like two days instead of two hours. The flight was long and
boring. I could imagine the bright screaming- yellow sun, splashing in
the pool, and meeting the Disney characters. Our plane flew at a slow
and steady pace.
Our flight attendant spoke: “We are now landing. Welcome to Florida!” I
could feel the ground beneath the plane. I got up and walked down the
steep stairs of the plane. I knew we were in Florida—enjoyable
environment, clear cloudless skies, and friendly people—I was thrilled.
It was in that moment I realized that family fun is the finest of all
activities. They try to make our life fun, entertaining, amusing, and
I’m going to cherish every moment from bouncing on the trampoline to
going to Disney with my family.