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Personal Narrative: My Childhood Observation
It was a ferociously gloomy day in the heart of Center City. The time of the observation was from 11:43 am to 12:43pm. Sandwiched between 15th street and John F. Kennedy Boulevard is the Philadelphia's Municipal Services Building and within the plaza of the building lies Board Game Park. Even in the rain, the park was festive. Upon arriving, it began to drizzle. The drizzle was light enough for me to sit by a statue that was composed of multiple bodies piled on top of one another. The noises heard ranged from rain dropping, to horns honking to people laughing or shouting. In the surrounding area of the Board Game Park is Love Park with its remarkable LOVE sculpture and fountain, which was spewing pink water in support of Breast Cancer Awareness …show more content…
He was walking at an ambled pace. He seemed to be middle class due to his clothing and the type of phone he had. The man was dressed in a grey suit that seemed to be well tailored and his shoes paired nicely with his suit. He must have been on his lunch break because I watched him quickly shove down a burger from the McDonalds across from the plaza. While chowing down on his burger, he persistently stared down at his iPhone. While walking from one point of the plaza to another, the man picked up a phone call. In the beginning, I could not hear what he was talking about him due to being far away, but as he got closer, I heard some snippets. The man was talking about the weather for the upcoming weekend and how it ruined his plans with his lover. The man continued on talking about how he had a weekend adventure planned for more than a month, but with the threats of torrential downpour, he decided to cancel it. He told the person on the line, that he was more “bummed” out because he could not get a refund and how he had saved for more than two months for the event. His lunch must have been short because the conversation was brief and before I knew it, he was heading back into

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