MY TRIP TO MANILA
Life is full of experiences. There are, in the life of a human being, incidents and happenings that one will never forget because they have given the individual horrible, happy, and or sad memories. These experiences may have given the person lessons that he can use or apply to future problems and/or situations as he or she goes on to his or her journey in life. I had a very good life in the Philippines. I had a lot of experiences and good and bad memories that I cannot forget. When I was 15 years old, I had one horrible experience that I will never forget.
In December, 1997, my whole family went to Manila, the capital city of the Philippines, to have the physical examinations as a required by the United States Embassy in preparation for our immigration to the United States. We traveled by sea. We boarded the MV Super Ferry. At that time, it was largest ships that transported passengers and cargoes between Manila and Cagayan de Oro City, our province, and vice versa. On our trip home, we boarded the same ship. The ship had three decks and our room was on the second deck. Our bunk beds were located at the middle part of the ship. The ship left Manila at about 7:30 in the evening. The ocean was calm when we left. The ship was sailing smoothly. I saw many happy faces on the passengers. My family was very happy, too, for soon we would be back home. We ate dinner at the cafeteria of the ship. After dinner, we watched television shows. Some passengers were listening to music and some were just going around chatting with friends to chat. My brother and my sister were playing scrabble. While my Mom and I watched TV. By 10:00 o’clock, in the evening, most of the passengers started to lie down to go to sleep. Those near the side of the ship, unfolded a large tarp to protect the passengers from the cold wind and ocean spray. My family also slept. We each had a bunk bed. I was between my Mom and my brother. I slept soundly. Then at about...
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