my descriptive essay on the festival coney island
As a young girl growing up in the Virgin Islands, I have always been quite ecstatic by the Coney Island ride. All the trill and excitement starts from home as I am dressing and just thinking about all the many rides I am going to test out. When I am near to the rides I watch in amazement as it is being operated. It intrigues me the way people wait eagerly in the long lines some pushing, some shouting for the lines to move and some are just screaming in excitement. It is amazing how these rides are shaped or how high or fast they go. It wows my mind that sometimes in the past someone innovative thinking was so great that they were able to create such terrifying machines that would cause people to enjoy themselves so much. For me, it is that thrill and rush of adrenaline that courses through me while I am in one of those rides that keeps me coming back every year to the festival village just to enjoy the Coney island.
In my many experience I have had the pleasure of riding the go carts, the roundup, the hammer and lastly the Ferris wheel which is the most terrifying one of all. The look of that big monstrous looming wheels spinning round and round. It was huge and noisy. Even the sound of its engine brings to mind a film from the horror movies. The screams of the could be heard from the very tip. They hold on for their life and when it reaches to the ground you can see scared look on their faces. They can’t wait for the ride to come to an end.
My first ride on the Ferris wheel gave me an instant rush of adrenaline. I felt the hairs on my body raised, as the death defying ride begins. I could feel the bile rising deep within me reaching to my throat, I feel an instant need to puke, when the ride begins, I hold on to the handle as it gain speed, I feel so numb like I am in an out of body experience then I find my voice and scream out, my eye fills with water and I can only hope it come to an end soon. Over and over it rotates, it does a dramatic pause to the top and
In my many experience I have had the pleasure of riding the go carts, the roundup, the hammer and lastly the Ferris wheel which is the most terrifying one of all. The look of that big monstrous looming wheels spinning round and round. It was huge and noisy. Even the sound of its engine brings to mind a film from the horror movies. The screams of the could be heard from the very tip. They hold on for their life and when it reaches to the ground you can see scared look on their faces. They can’t wait for the ride to come to an end.
My first ride on the Ferris wheel gave me an instant rush of adrenaline. I felt the hairs on my body raised, as the death defying ride begins. I could feel the bile rising deep within me reaching to my throat, I feel an instant need to puke, when the ride begins, I hold on to the handle as it gain speed, I feel so numb like I am in an out of body experience then I find my voice and scream out, my eye fills with water and I can only hope it come to an end soon. Over and over it rotates, it does a dramatic pause to the top and