The Turtle Accident
Morgan Johnson
Evangeline Alexander
English 113
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Narrative Paragraph
Turtle Accident One day when my little sister Lindsay and I were younger we had a babysitter who taught us sometimes at the same elementary school. Rachel Henkelmann was her name. She came over to our house around six or seven that Saturday night. A few hours later, we all decided that we wanted to order some pizza from Dominoes. When the pizza guy came to our house and rang the doorbell, Rachel got up from my bed where all three of us had been laying, to go get the pizza. She was in such a hurry that she did not bother to look down at the floor to make sure there was nothing in her way. Then, when she was about out of my room she tripped over my big stuffed green turtle and collapsed. Later, she came back into my room to get us to go have dinner with her, and she says, “Holly Cow, that turtle is extremely dangerous. It made me trip and fall on my way to go get the pizza, so you really should think about getting rid of this by the next time I come over here to hangout with you guys or else I will not come back anymore.” I told her that I would think about it and most likely do it because I felt horrible that this had happened, but at the same time it cracked me up that she would be so clumsy like me and trip over this out of the blue. The only kind of pizza we got was half cheese, and half Canadian bacon and pineapple, so “Henks” decided to try a slice of the Canadian bacon kind. Before she could eat it though she had to pick off all the pineapples first, so I told her to give them to me. Once, while she was doing this she missed my plate and the pineapple landed in my glass of milk which sounded really disgusting for a few seconds. However, it was not last long before we all burst into laughter over how hilarious this was. To this day we still crack up about it so much that occasionally whenever this memory is brought up again I will rip a fart out, and it
Evangeline Alexander
English 113
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Narrative Paragraph
Turtle Accident One day when my little sister Lindsay and I were younger we had a babysitter who taught us sometimes at the same elementary school. Rachel Henkelmann was her name. She came over to our house around six or seven that Saturday night. A few hours later, we all decided that we wanted to order some pizza from Dominoes. When the pizza guy came to our house and rang the doorbell, Rachel got up from my bed where all three of us had been laying, to go get the pizza. She was in such a hurry that she did not bother to look down at the floor to make sure there was nothing in her way. Then, when she was about out of my room she tripped over my big stuffed green turtle and collapsed. Later, she came back into my room to get us to go have dinner with her, and she says, “Holly Cow, that turtle is extremely dangerous. It made me trip and fall on my way to go get the pizza, so you really should think about getting rid of this by the next time I come over here to hangout with you guys or else I will not come back anymore.” I told her that I would think about it and most likely do it because I felt horrible that this had happened, but at the same time it cracked me up that she would be so clumsy like me and trip over this out of the blue. The only kind of pizza we got was half cheese, and half Canadian bacon and pineapple, so “Henks” decided to try a slice of the Canadian bacon kind. Before she could eat it though she had to pick off all the pineapples first, so I told her to give them to me. Once, while she was doing this she missed my plate and the pineapple landed in my glass of milk which sounded really disgusting for a few seconds. However, it was not last long before we all burst into laughter over how hilarious this was. To this day we still crack up about it so much that occasionally whenever this memory is brought up again I will rip a fart out, and it