Personal Narrative: My First Day In The United States

First I would not say I had the worst time of my life when I was travelling but it was not the best either. It took me 15 minutes to buckle my seat belt and the hostess was frustrated as she was training me through it. It made me think of myself as being from the prehistoric age and behaving similar to a cave man. Somehow I managed to do it, but I was pretty sure, I did not do it right and did not want to bother the hostess anymore. I assumed she'd had enough for a day. I will never forget my first day in the United States. I was so excited to come here. Arriving in an odd and new nation – conceivably interestingly and most likely all alone – can feel extremely scary and confining. The first airplane ride was quite an experience too. The
long departure queues and the sound of other planes taking off got me too eager for my turn. I would not have thought that take off would be sickening. It felt like one of those falling dreams where one wakes up at mid-air. But I smiled