Personal Narrative: My First Vietnam War Memorial
I just finished taking my son to his first day of kindergarten. I was really tired. But, I knew that I had to go to work. Finally, I got there, I got my uniform and my rifle out of my car. My partner Joseph was already there and dressed. I could tell he was ready to guard the war memorial. After I finished getting in my uniform, Joseph and I were ready. So, we went to the memorial. Before, we started we both stood there in silence honoring the ones who risked their lives for us.
The Parliament Hill just opened. Now, it’s time for work. Every 3 hours a different group would come out and guard the memorial. It had only been 30 minutes before I was tired.
“Are you okay?” asked Joseph.
“Yeah I’m fine. I had a rough night last night,”