Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Grand Canyon
This picture of 8-year-old me clutching the hands of my dad, walking barefoot on the rocks atop this river was taken on our family’s trip to the Grand Canyon. We were balancing on goo-covered pebbles above the waters of the roaring waters and towering, majestic canyon- the highest in the universe. Actually, believe it or not, this particular body of water wasn’t even the real canyon. It actually was a pretty insignificant stream trickling through the Sedona Desert. You see, my mom decided our family should go on a trip to the Grand Canyon, and since she’s the boss around here, we obviously went.
After the bulk of the trip, seeing the Grand Canyon, and even taking a jeep ride through the Sedona- let’s save that for another story though- we