Personal Narrative: My First Cubs

I remember everything about my first Cubs game although it was a few years ago. My family and I went to the game on a Saturday in spring, a bright sunny day. We traveled by train to the ballpark because my dad said it would be hard to drive through all that traffic.

He was right about how crowded it would be. When we go there people were walking in the street and cars were moving so slowly. I was only eight and not very tall, so it was hard to see over the people who crowded the street. Finally we got to the entrance, and then we went to our seats after we handed in our tickets.