Exemplification Essay detailed description about trip to grnadma's house with family/ family reunion and relate to feelings
Exemplification Essay
Every year my dad's side of the family gathers for a family reunion at my god-mother's house. My god-mothers house located far out in the warm, dry, deserted neighborhood in dusty Lemon Grove, where my family anticipates the grand event about to be rekindled once again, but I wasn't looking forward towards the event. With my family and friends about to be reunited with each other, each family member is trying not to notice how long the last kilometer will take. The trees along the road seem to crawl by slower as my dad pushes his foot gently down on the gas pedal. I was sitting in the car, with the windows sealed and the air-conditioning blowing in my face, my thoughts running through my mind reminiscing about last years gathering. With a gentle sigh thoughts ran through my mind telling me that it'll just be for today. I wasn't looking forward towards our reunion so I quietly sat in the car and kept quietly to myself, counting down the hours to counting the minutes, down through the seconds. Second by second, inch by inch, slowly through each mile we finally approached the long awaited destination.
We finally arrived at my god-mother's house knowing that the long journey is over. I was just thinking about the drive back to my house. My siblings and I, each took a huge breath as we step out onto the crispy lawn hearing that crackling grass walking towards the door. The air was dry and humid, which created a sticky, dripping sweat down my spine. I was making my way toward the gloomy, wooden, front door, illuminated by all the decorations she had plastered. As I open the door and step into a house full of cheek pinches and hugs, an array of sweets and bake goods odor engulfs me, and makes my mouth water. As I greeted everyone with a simple, "Hello", I hear voices laughing, talking, and asking, "Who is at the door?" In the next second as I glanced into the family room, all seventy of my relatives are giving me there greetings and gladly inviting
Every year my dad's side of the family gathers for a family reunion at my god-mother's house. My god-mothers house located far out in the warm, dry, deserted neighborhood in dusty Lemon Grove, where my family anticipates the grand event about to be rekindled once again, but I wasn't looking forward towards the event. With my family and friends about to be reunited with each other, each family member is trying not to notice how long the last kilometer will take. The trees along the road seem to crawl by slower as my dad pushes his foot gently down on the gas pedal. I was sitting in the car, with the windows sealed and the air-conditioning blowing in my face, my thoughts running through my mind reminiscing about last years gathering. With a gentle sigh thoughts ran through my mind telling me that it'll just be for today. I wasn't looking forward towards our reunion so I quietly sat in the car and kept quietly to myself, counting down the hours to counting the minutes, down through the seconds. Second by second, inch by inch, slowly through each mile we finally approached the long awaited destination.
We finally arrived at my god-mother's house knowing that the long journey is over. I was just thinking about the drive back to my house. My siblings and I, each took a huge breath as we step out onto the crispy lawn hearing that crackling grass walking towards the door. The air was dry and humid, which created a sticky, dripping sweat down my spine. I was making my way toward the gloomy, wooden, front door, illuminated by all the decorations she had plastered. As I open the door and step into a house full of cheek pinches and hugs, an array of sweets and bake goods odor engulfs me, and makes my mouth water. As I greeted everyone with a simple, "Hello", I hear voices laughing, talking, and asking, "Who is at the door?" In the next second as I glanced into the family room, all seventy of my relatives are giving me there greetings and gladly inviting