Mexico Mission Trip
Jennifer Lopez
Sue Roberts
Narrative Essay
13 September 2013
My Mexico Mission Trip This summer was one of the most interesting summers of my life. My teacher that had taught me English when I first came to America invited me to go with her to this mission trip in Mexico. It was the first time in thirteen years that I’ve been in Mexico and everything had changed, my experience was about to start all over again. Since I have never been on an airplane, I have only traveled by car I was confused what to pack in my suitcase. I was so nervous and happy that I bought everything a week before the trip. Then two days before I started packing my suitcase because I didn’t know what to pack and plus I didn’t want to forget something important. I was texting my teacher to ask what I would be able to take on the plane and how much the suitcase should weigh because ever since the 9/11 attack, everything has changed so I didn’t know what I could take and what I couldn’t. Finally the day had come for my group and me to go to México. We were at the airport after a bouncy bus ride there. When we got there we were unpacking the bus and waiting to get our suitcases. While I was waiting, people from my group didn’t know me and asked me if I was ready to get on that plane since it was my first time. They told me that it was going to be better than the leaping bus ride there. Finally I got my suitcase and we all started heading to the check in line. As the line was getting closer to the check in desk I was getting more and more nervous. I felt like my stomach was burning and felt that my organs wanted to scream and get back on that bus. But I was a big girl and sucked it up and got in line to get in. We approached the plane and I was getting more anxious and nervous. I stepped in the hallway that leads to the plane seats and sat down next to the window, which I think was a bad idea. Once the plane was full it started to back away from the building and started to go faster and
Sue Roberts
Narrative Essay
13 September 2013
My Mexico Mission Trip This summer was one of the most interesting summers of my life. My teacher that had taught me English when I first came to America invited me to go with her to this mission trip in Mexico. It was the first time in thirteen years that I’ve been in Mexico and everything had changed, my experience was about to start all over again. Since I have never been on an airplane, I have only traveled by car I was confused what to pack in my suitcase. I was so nervous and happy that I bought everything a week before the trip. Then two days before I started packing my suitcase because I didn’t know what to pack and plus I didn’t want to forget something important. I was texting my teacher to ask what I would be able to take on the plane and how much the suitcase should weigh because ever since the 9/11 attack, everything has changed so I didn’t know what I could take and what I couldn’t. Finally the day had come for my group and me to go to México. We were at the airport after a bouncy bus ride there. When we got there we were unpacking the bus and waiting to get our suitcases. While I was waiting, people from my group didn’t know me and asked me if I was ready to get on that plane since it was my first time. They told me that it was going to be better than the leaping bus ride there. Finally I got my suitcase and we all started heading to the check in line. As the line was getting closer to the check in desk I was getting more and more nervous. I felt like my stomach was burning and felt that my organs wanted to scream and get back on that bus. But I was a big girl and sucked it up and got in line to get in. We approached the plane and I was getting more anxious and nervous. I stepped in the hallway that leads to the plane seats and sat down next to the window, which I think was a bad idea. Once the plane was full it started to back away from the building and started to go faster and