Tom G. 5M

Marty

“Tom,” my mother called, “come here! My friend Kelly is going to Newport and Marty, her dog, is coming to stay with us for the week and they will be here any minute.”

I haven’t seen Kelly in years now. I knew that she had a dog though. The blazing hot sun was beating down on my back like a hammer whacking a nail. I couldn’t help but notice a maroon Jeep Grand Cherokee rolling into the driveway. Kelly shuffled out of the car and let Marty out. He charged straight into my arms and started to lick and smell me. “Awwwwwww,” I babied.

My mom opened the squeaky white front door and Marty ran into the house faster than a speeding bullet! Meanwhile, my 11 pound white bichon dog, Jack, growled with anger because Marty chased Jack trying to smell him. My annoying siblings crowded Marty like he had just been born. Jack ran behind the couch to hide from his so called “pal.”

Mom then fed the dogs. Marty eats special homemade wet food along with his kibble. As Marty addressed his food, Jack stared at Marty drilling holes into his black button eyes. As Marty began to eat his food, Jack managed to shove Marty away and Jack started eating Marty’s food. Especially the wet food.

Once they were done, my eye was drawn to the gleaming pink/orange/red/yellow sun coming down like a plane landing. I picked up my clarinet and started to play a song while Marty fell asleep on my lap. I knew he was tired. I stopped to get a glass of water. Thus, Marty woke up as fast as a light could turn on. Meanwhile, the vexatious dog ran to the bag of dog treats and ate every single one in the bag. I hustled upstairs and put Marty in bed. I thought, what else could happen? I sure was wrong though. I heard so much noise that I couldn't hear my clarinet music. I marched upstairs and saw that Marty had been eating my Fritos, which were hidden in my pillowcase. As I cleaned up his mess, I knew that there was only one person to blame. “Jack, you are in big trouble mister,” I yelled with ferocity.

“What happened?” Mom asked.

“Er…………uh…..Marty made a mess in my room,” I answered. “I admit that I keep a bag of Fritos in my room, and Marty found them. Then he tore up the bag and ate them. The leftovers are everywhere. I blamed Jack because he ate Marty’s food in the first place,” I explained.

Once I was done explaining to my mom, I gave Marty a bath. I put some soap onto a washcloth and scrubbed him down. He obviously did not like the feeling of being covered in wet, bubbly soap, and because of that he started jumping up and down and splashed water everywhere. I gazed at the walls and mirrors soaked with shiny reflective bubbles. I totally felt like jumping out of my skin. “Yaaaaaaah!” I yelled, causing Marty to get scared and run away. I started for the hallway and I slipped and fell flat on my back. It was so sore that I felt as if I was laying on a bed of needles. Soap, water, and bubbles ran down my t-shirt like waves on the beach. I managed to get myself back on my feet and cleaned up the bathroom. I knew that this was the final straw.

I trudged downstairs and my mom did not look happy. “This dog went to the bathroom in the house!” she yelled.

“Well congratulations mom, the job is all yours,” I teased. The rest of the week went with less commotion. Of all the things that Marty did, I realized one thing: it could have been worse.

Teddy G. 5M

The Funny Touchdown

          It was the day of the Super Bowl. I was happy because all my family members came over. My mom was making delightful food. She was making ham, turkey, corn, mash potatoes, and Greek salad. The 100 inch flat screen TV was ready for Super Bowl. The enormous speakers were on the side. The TV and speakers are shiny black. The TV was as big as the sun.  We watched the first half of the game. The first half of the game was awesome. I said, “Dad the first half was the best part so far!” My team was ahead and winning the game.

          When it became half time, my brother, Matthew, my cousin Tommy, my dad and I went outside to play football. The teams were: my dad and I versus my brother and cousin. We played two-hand touch, not tackle. My cousin Tommy kicked the ball to me and my dad. I returned the kickoff and started to run down the field until my brother Matt two-hand touched me. My dad and I were at half way. My dad was quarterback the first two times. It was my turn to be quarterback, and I threw it to my dad. He caught it and made a first down.

          Later in the game my dad got tired, so he became automatic quarterback and kicker for both teams while my older cousin Johnny became my teammate. My team was ahead by one touchdown. So my dad had to kick off to my brother’s team. My older cousin Johnny two-hand touched my cousin Tommy. My dad called hike and my brother Matthew and Cousin Tommy started to run down the field to catch the ball. Tommy caught it near the touchdown but he got tagged.

My dad called hike again and threw it to Matt. I leaped up in the air to intercept the ball. I caught it!  In a hurry I started to run down the field. I was as fast as a jet. Tommy and Matt started to come for me. My cousin Johnny grabbed me by my sides, picked me up, and started jogging with me in his arms. I laughed!  I went up and down as he ran. When Johnny picked me up, my brother stopped running after me. I still had the ball in my hands, and we ran all the way to the end zone.  My cousin dropped me, I landed on my feet, and we did a victory dance!  It was funny because my other cousin and brother said it wasn't a touchdown, but it was. Everyone was laughing. After I scored that touchdown, we went inside to watch the rest of the Super Bowl.

          Since it was still half-time, we hung out in the living room and ate chips and stuff. We talked about how school was and the things that we hated about Super Bowl. One thing that we hate is halftime because a real singer comes and sings and halftime takes forever. The other thing is the weird commercials.

I like Super Bowl because my family gets together. I remember how hard we all laughed at my funny touchdown.  

Teddy F. 5M

DROP OF DOOM

"Whoa, look at that ride!” said my sister. “Those people up there must be scareder than scared!” Suddenly, the ground shook as if there were an earthquake, and my sister said, “We have to go on it”

 I answered, “No way! I am adventurous, but not that adventurous! It says right here on the sign that you go down a 270 foot drop almost straight down, then you go over 3 loops in a row.”  

Apparently, I wasn’t very convincing. My sister persuaded me and the next thing I knew I was in the cart. Every time I heard the clicks of the cart going up, my heart beat a little more slowly. I felt the cart shaking, but it might have just been me that was shaking. All too soon, we were at the top. My heart stopped. I looked down at the sickening sight and hoped that this would be a smooth little drop, like an elevator. Every second up there got worse because every second was getting closer to my DROP OF DOOM!!  

I was scared to look down, but I had to because I was not going to see this view for a long time. I looked around at the other rides and none seemed as scary as this one.

Then, it happened! It was the longest ten seconds of my life but the ride was not nearly over. We still had three loops of dizziness to go. I wished there was a stop button, but there was not. If there had been, I would’ve pressed it. I was also hoping that the people who made this ride would say this is just a joke, we would never actually put real people on a ride like this, but that never happened either. We finally went over the giant loop and it was actually enjoyable! I think we still had momentum from that big drop.

Maybe the only reason I went on this ride was to be able to say that I went on this ride. As we unbuckled and got off, I was trembling with fright like a tower of cards that the slightest breeze could knock down. Even though we were off the ride, I was still stuck in the moment of the drop. It was all I could think about. I hated it, yet I enjoyed it. Maybe that is the point of roller coasters like this. I should've known that there was no smooth way down. I was surprised it was over because it seemed like it would never end. It seemed longer than the hour we waited in line and it seemed longer than the two hours it took to get here! Maybe that is  what was so special about this ride.  The Drop of Doom is certainly a ride I will never forget!                    

Sofia G. 5M

The Best Fourth of July

“Got you!” said my older brother, Alex.

“Cheater!” I screamed.  Alex and I and our cousins were in the middle of an intense game of tag in our swimming pool.

A squeaky chirp came from Catarina’s phone. Catarina is my 13-year-old sister; she wasn't swimming. Instead, she was just hanging out in a chair by the pool. I knew that the chirping sound mean another text which would lead to drama with my parents.  I decided I wasn't going to let any drama spoil Fourth of July fun with my family. I continued relaxing in the pool, hiding from my cousin who was “it.”

The sky was a midnight black, and it was completely filled with cold darkness.  Luckily, the stars came out to light it up.  How pretty, I thought to myself.

“You’re it!” said my cousin laughing.  She told me I was daydreaming and not paying attention.  I focused and dove under water, extending my arms to swim faster.  I couldn't see because my eyes were tightly shut.  I felt a leg and screamed, “I got you!”

“That’s impossible,” blurted my cousin, “We’re all the way on the other end!”

I opened my eyes and lifted the leg. I quickly realized my mistake since the leg was my own.  “Oops,” I mumbled quietly.

        “Fireworks!” screamed a friend.  “Let’s get a floatie and watch.” I heard a sizzling sound, as loud as a rocket ship, and knew they were going to set off a colorful bash of sparkly lights.  My dog, Izzy, ran in front of the fireworks and yelped with her loud dog voice.  I screamed at her to stay away from where the adults were setting off the fireworks.

“Awesome,” screamed one person in the audience. “Cool,” said another. “Wow!” I thought.  I looked at the trees’ leaves and thought how pretty they looked with the fireworks going off beneath them; they were filled with a multitude of colors: apricot, orange, pearly white, indigo, grassy green, glossy red, lavender purple, silver and bronze.  The sky was awesomely filled with colorful sparkles. 

“They are so beautiful,” I said to myself, as I climbed out of the pool to get a small, blue, squishy cupcake filled with warm caramel.  I had made the cupcakes in a flag formation earlier in the day.  The stars and stripes were a vibrant red, white and blue. I sighed and said softly, “This is going to be a great year.”

The last fireworks set off, and they were the biggest and brightest yet.  They made a loud popping, snapping and "kabosh" sound.  Everyone watched in silence. 

Izzy started barking like crazy again, as I hopelessly sank down into the pool trying to relax.  These are the little moments you treasure, I thought, and I have ever since.   

Sean D. 5M

Winter Essay

Winter……. White dots fall from the atmosphere, spreading a white blanket across the land. People might not like the cold, but winter features many holidays, good food, fun activities, and exquisite nature at its finest.

Who doesn’t love snow activities? One thing that’s fun to make is a snow-man. All you need is buttons, a scarf, a pipe, a broom (optional), a carrot, and snow. Another activity is building a snow-fort. They’re fun to play in and a good shelter from the wind. Plus, what’s better than a classic snow-ball fight? First, choose team captains. Next, pick teams. Then, build a snow-fort to protect your team. Finally, with no further a-do, throw some snow-balls! Last, but not least, sledding! Sledding is great for all ages. Make sure you know where a hill is before you try. What’s sledding without a hill and some snow?

Winter is home to many holidays. One of them is Christmas. What other holiday is full of traditions, food, and holiday cheer? One top tradition of Christmas is cutting down and decorating a Christmas tree. You can put anything on these trees. Lights, ornaments, beads, a star on top, or all of the above make a fine Christmas tree. Plus, who doesn’t love a gift-filled visit from our holiday hero, Santa Claus? Make sure that you leave milk and cookies, or Santa and his elves might skip your house on their route. Without mailing your list to Santa, a boy might end up with a doll under their tree. One last thing to remember: be good all year or you’ll end up with a lump of coal! Don’t be a Grinch, deck the halls with some Christmas decorations.  Some good decorations are: lights, garland, blow-up decorations, light-up deer, and wreaths. By now you can tell that it is easy to have a very merry Christmas!

Winter brings many specialty foods that are not common in the summer. Cooking is a great way to bring your family together. Why not let everyone pitch in to prepare a delicious meal? You can make hearty soups and stews, casseroles, and turkey with mashed potatoes. No one should eat “TV dinners”. Instead, try your hand at cooking a homemade meal! After a long day in the cold snow, everyone wants to come home to a fresh, hot meal. Here is a recipe for hot chocolate:

Ingredients:

1 packet hot chocolate mix

2 cups milk

1 pinch of nutmeg

First, pour mix into the cup. Then, add milk. Last, put in microwave for 1 min, 30 sec. Enjoy! As you can tell, food plays an important role in winter’s heritage.

In conclusion, these are the reasons people have winter as their favorite season. Always remember to enjoy this wonderful season while it lasts! Look forward to this winter!                                                                                

Rene I. 5M

My Island

There is an island just across from Marosakoa, Madagascar. The island of muchoch-loving goats, of shimmering crabs, of hovering sand, of jeweled waters. My island. I could see it from my tent where I woke and slept, from the beach where I played and explored, from the coconut trees that I climbed and drank water from. I asked Aba, my dad, if we could go there. He nodded his tanned, curly-haired head and we left.

 I stepped into the green kayak after it was pulled into the water. We both began to paddle. I watched the water for rising fish and eels, hoping for a meal. As we neared the island, the water became shallower and clearer, until we reached an underwater flatland only waist deep. We dragged the boat the rest of the way through the crystal water.

From the shore the island looked no more than a mile wide. The white sand covered the entire island, with no real soil to be seen. It was sparsely dotted with muchoch trees and palms. The sun shone in a cloudless sky. The ground beneath me was scattered with tiny towers of compressed sand, each no longer than three inches, topped with a tiny pastel striped clam. I walked carefully so as not to crush any. Finer grains of bleached sand flew a centimeter off the ground with the warm breezes. The shallow sea around me was patched with beautiful shades of green and blue, thanks to the branching mats of multicolored algae on the seafloor. Port-colored mussels and pink lace coral peeked from emerald, aquamarine, turquoise and the rare patch of exposed sand. Tiny sand crabs skittered behind rocks and other protection from the hovering sand that gently stung my feet. The ground glimmered with sunlight reflected from millions of their tiny amethyst bodies.

Pigeons cooed from the dead skirt of leaves of a palm, hidden from view along with the rats that occupied the same tree. This was an untouched paradise, almost extinct in such a busy world. The face of a baby black goat peeked at me from behind a muchoch tree, its eyes scanned my face, trying to figure whether I would kill it or give it a fruit. Smiling, I went for the latter. I reached for a muchoch with a pink-orange shell and broke it open. The sweet smell of vanilla and mangoes filled the air. I scooped out half of the orange ball of mush in the middle and gave the rest to Mr. Goat. As I ate my half of the muchoch, I headed toward the water and took high, wading steps through the water. Two mussel fishers, so far away they looked like ants, reached into the water and pulled out a silver net full of shells.

 I went back to shore to check on Aba. As I walked, my hair began to blow to one side of my face, the flying sand at my feet flowed faster. The sand crabs stopped moving and stuck their legs into the sand, studding the ground with living jewels. I would not be able to go back to Marosakoa in this wind. The gusts were warm, sparing my bare chest any cold. As I reached Aba, he spoke.

“The wind is too high to go back. Make an SOS for Michel to see.”

I nodded and began to carve the three giant letters into the sand. The mounds of earth I dug up were quickly blown away, grain by grain.  After I had finished carving my S, O, and S and filling each with sea lettuce for clarity, I lay by Aba and looked at the sky. The time hurried by and Michel’s boat came. As we boated away, I took one last look at my island before it was too tiny to see.

Olivia C. 5M

Winter

  Doesn’t everyone just love winter!! There are so many festive holiday traditions that never lose their joy. Not to mention all of the yummy food that you can’t wait to eat. And the endless activities that are always so much fun. Those are just a couple main ideas that you just might find in this piece.  

  In the winter many foods and beverages come into season. Hot coco is a very common beverage in the winter. Hot coco is normally a chocolate in a powder form, which you either make with boiling water or milk. A favorite thing to do with hot coco is add toppings. A few toppings are whipped cream, marsh mellows or simply just chocolate. Another tasty treat are candy canes. Candy canes come in many different colors, sizes and flavors. But normally candy canes are a small size, are white and red and taste like peppermint. It also is an after dinner treat that is quite tasty to a lot of people. Another after dinner treat is cookies and milk. There are endless kinds of cookies that you can either bake your selves or buy them at a bakery. Either way cookies are extremely luscious says Buddy Valastro former owner of Carlos’s bakeshop. They are even better with a tall glass of milk for dipping. I addition to all this tasty food during the winter people love to make and eat ginger bread houses. Some people wait to eat them on Christmas Day, eat them right away, or just don’t eat them at all and just make to admire. Making ginger bread house takes a bit longer to make but I think they are worth it because the end product comes out somewhat pretty.

 

  One main holiday in winter is Christmas. Christmas takes place in late December. But even before Christmas people get in the holiday spirit. They get into the spirit by getting Christmas trees, fake or real. Another thing people do is get gifts for friends and family members. By far the most common things to do around the holidays are putting up decorations on their houses. A Christmas tree is normally a green evergreen tree sometimes dyed silver that is a decoration: and in the morning on Christmas day if you had been good Santa will have given you presents. But if you have been bad you will not have received any presents from Santa. Did you know in the winter most decorators put out Christmas decorations? For example you can put wreaths on the door, shining light hanging on every inch of your house, and sometimes people put all sort of things on their front lawns. Can you imagine in addition to all the present’s kids get under the tree, kids often today open stockings? That is a lot of presents!! This is why in the month of December most parents say when you want something “Christmas is in a couple weeks you will get that then.” But it is often true an average kid gets 2-5 presents not including stocking presents. 

There are endless activities in the winter that are loads of fun. Unfortunately if I name all the activities this paragraph would never end. Ice-skating is one of many winter sports. Ice-skating is pretty self explanatory considering the name. You are skating on ice skates on a big sheet on ice. One of the great things about Ice-skating is that you don’t have to be great to enjoy it. Of course it is even better if you are somewhat good. You can skate indoors or out doors, professional or just for fun. Sledding people say is a very easy sport. Maybe to some people the easiest sport is sledding. Normally when it snows snow-lovers go outside and take a plastic or foam sled and slide down big hills. A great thing about sledding is you can sled just about anywhere. You don’t even need to sled on a big hill.  This activity is easy because just about anyone can sled. Any you don’t even have to go anywhere just in your backyard. But of course you can go sled some place but you don’t have to. But if you would like something a little more intense than sledding skiing would be a good sport for you. For skiing you will need a pair of skies along with a pair of poles. You also will need a helmet and goggles. One of the bad things about skiing is that it is really cold, so you have to bundle up so you don’t get sick. Most of the time people ski on a mountain. You can’t really ski anywhere else. Skiing is one of my favorite sports because you get to pick the level you are at on the mountain. Next to skiing is snowboarding. Snowboarding is a bit more intense then skiing. But it is basically the same thing but without the poles and skies. Instead you have a big board with place you put your feet in. Most people say you only snowboard if you are good at skiing. Well those are just a couple winter activities. So if 1 or2 of these activities sounded appealing to you; you should try it. And if you already do any of these sports I hope now you have more knowledge about it.

 So now you see why winter is one of my favorite seasons. There are endless activities, delicious foods, and a great holiday that sums the winter all up.         

        

    

Molly L. 5M

Home Again

Slam, went the car door as my dad, grandma, and I got out of the car.  I was so nervous.  Will she be sleepy? Will she be sad? Will she be tired?

            Nanny and I sat down on the chairs while Dad went up to the front desk.

“I can’t wait to see Bailey,” I said excitedly.

            “I can’t either,” said Nanny.

We were at the vet. We were there to pick up my dog Bailey. Bailey had to have surgery and get something cut off of her side. I felt so bad. I was really worried that something might have happened to her.

Bailey does not really like other dogs, so whenever she goes to the vet or sees another dog, she barks. There was a bulldog waiting to go into its appointment and its tongue was hanging out.

            “Here’s Bailey,” said Dad. I jumped up to see her. I was prepared for her to bark, but she didn't. I was just so glad to see her big chocolate brown, shiny eyes again. She looked really sad and shy.

            I was wondering if she was ok. I went over to pet her.  “Hi Bailey! I missed you! Are you okay?” I soothed. Bailey glanced over at the other dogs but did not bark. I could not believe she wasn't barking, which made me worried that she wasn’t OK. Dr. Hansen, Bailey’s doctor, came out to the waiting room to say hi and tell us how everything went.

            “Hi,” said Dr. Hansen. He was wearing light green scrubs. “Hi,” we all replied.

            “Bailey’s surgery was great and she was a very good girl,” said the doctor.

“Well that’s great to hear,” said my dad.

Doctor Hansen said, “Yes and we had to give her some medicine so she wouldn't feel a thing. It will make her feel a little sleepy for the rest of the day. She might not be herself today, but don’t worry at all. She is going to be back to her old self soon!”

“Great! Thanks,” said Dad.

“No problem. Have a nice rest of the day,” said Doctor Hansen.

            We all got in the car. Bailey sat in the front with Dad. She smelled a little funny because of the medicine, but I did not care one bit. I was just thankful that she was okay.

When we got home, we sat on the couch with Bailey, comforting her and trying to make her feel better. We made sure she was comfortable on her bed in Nanny’s room so she could get a good night’s sleep. The next morning we were all relieved to see that Bailey was okay. She was back to her old self, though still a little tired and sore. Because of that, she didn't walk my sister and me down to the bus stop, but we knew by the time we got home from school, she would be rested up and back to normal.

           

Maddie G. 5M

Winter

Do you ever wonder about the animals that come out in winter? Have you ever made a snowman or thrown a snowball at someone? Are winter sports such as skiing and snowboarding fun for you? In this essay you will learn all about these things.

You stand back and smile at your wonderful creation. A black top hat sits on its head and the blue scarf that you wrapped around its neck sways in the wind. The snowman you've created stares back at you. Making the snowman is not as easy as it looks. First you have to take a small snowball and roll it on the ground until it is large. Then you do the same thing but when you roll the snowball you make it a little smaller than the first part. The last snowball you make has to be the size of a head. When you finish rolling the snowballs build them on top of each other from largest to smallest. Then you get some items such as a carrot nose, a black top hat, buttons or rocks, and twigs. When you finish the snowman looks wonderful and you feel satisfied. These things are some of the joys of making a snowman.

The fox swiftly moves in and out of the forest. When it hears the smallest noise the fox stops and looks around. The owl sits on a snowy tree branch and waits. It waits for dinner to come by. A mouse warily moves around the forest but it won’t be for long because its dinner for the owl. These are some of the fascinating things that animals do during the winter. There are so many secrets about the animals that people uncover everyday.

Do you enjoy skiing or snowboarding? How about sledding?Many people love doing these things. Children and adults enjoy it. Most winter sports are sports for people of all ages. When you ski, you use two skis. But when you snowboard you use one board not two. Sledding is a whole different story; instead of standing you sit in a toboggan and slide down a hill. All of these winter sports are very fun and almost everybody could do them. (You might not be able to do these if you are over the age of 85 or you have a serious medical condition).

In conclusion, winter is a great sports season and has many things you can do to keep yourself occupied. Winter is also a great season to find out secrets about the snowy-season animals.

Kelly M. 5M

My Journey to Atlantis

        “Thump, thump, thump!” my feet slammed against the beige steps climbing to the ride’s entrance. The chatter of water splashing and kids screaming filled my ears.

        “Are you ready to have a great time?” my dad blurted out over loud yells.

        “Super excited!” I replied.

         My dad, wearing his dark gray shirt, stared at me. He grinned with a grateful smile. He looked as though he was really going to enjoy this.

         As we stepped onto the platform to where the raft stops, my dad announced, “There it is!”

         As it pulled to a complete stop, my dad and I slowly sat down on the raft. The raft’s cushions were wet, slimy, and black. Its outer side was colored gold and green. Meanwhile, I started to get anxious. My heart was pounding out of my chest with excitement. I smiled proudly at my dad.

         The next thing I knew, the ride drifted away from the platform. Floating farther out, the ride tilted and I clung to my dad’s side.

          As my head lay against my dad, all I could think was, “I can’t wait to begin! This is going to be so amazing!!!”

          I sat up and peered far ahead into the dark canal. I felt cold water gently splash my leg. It smelled like chlorine and thick air.

          Glancing down to wipe my leg, immediately surrounding me was an underwater world so magical it looked surreal. Shells were scattered on gray boulders, giving the illusion that we were actually part of this remarkable seascape. Sea creatures swam beside us. Lights and dark, scary voices appeared everywhere.

           I quickly stopped admiring the scene before me because suddenly, in mere seconds, darkness surrounded us and the mood changed to a scary one. A huge mouth appeared in the distance with teeth the size of a student’s desk. Its eyes glowed a tint of green. It felt like the mouth was going to swallow us whole.

           “Ahhh!” The raft fell down a steep ledge, then plunged back into the water. Slowly, splashing across the water, a large metal crank exposed itself. Further ahead was a tall hill that the ride would have to climb.

             My hands tensed up. Underneath my dad and me, the crank pulled the raft.

             “Click!” every time we heard the clacking noise, we’d jerk forward until we got to the top.

              The view was fascinating. I could see the whole amusement park! The rides stood tall and the sky was a clear blue. A few clouds filled the sky. It felt like I could reach out and touch the trees.

              “How’s it going Dad? Do you like it?! Do you like it?!” I exclaimed uncontrollably.

              “Of course, but please calm down!!!”

              “Creak!” the raft fell full force, tugging me forward. The strength of the wind pulled my face into an uncomfortable smile. The wind’s strength whirled my hair into my mouth. I pushed against the safety bar so I could lean up on the cushion again. Looking down, the hill felt like it went on forever.

              “Splat!” Water splashed onto my dad and me, as we smacked back into the ride’s path. My head spun around in amazement. It was so much fun!!!

              As the raft wobbled to the flow of the water again, I shouted to my dad, “That was awesome… and very refreshing.”

              My dad nodded his head in agreement. We both then turned our bodies forward and waited to see what would happen next.

              Riding Journey to Atlantis is one of my favorite memories with my dad. I would do it again in a heartbeat. I will never forget our day together.