Childhood Memory - Personal Essay

My Childhood Memory

I remember it like yesterday. We were all waiting patiently for my father to come home from the race track. He promised me and my sister that if he won, he would take us all to Rye Playland. The minutes felt like hours. It was the longest hour of my life. Then finally we heard the car door shut. Me and my sister ran to the front door anxiously waiting for the news. He opened the door and walked in. We tried to read the expression on his face but of course he was looking down while taking his sneakers off. The suspense was killing us. Then he looked up. No words were spoken between us and our father. He just gave us a blank stare. I didn't know what to think. I was scared to ask because I was so worried of the response. It was that moment when he said to us, "Well kids, pick out what your going to wear to Rye playland this weekend." Excitement just jumped through out my whole body. We both ran over and gave him the biggest hug and ran upstairs to pick out what we were going to bring with us. I was so excited for the next two days, I probably only got about 4 hours sleep. Then the day finally came. It was Saturday.

It was the only time in my life I was happy to hear the alarm clock go off. Of course I was already awake for two hours before it actually went off, but I waited anyway. I jumped out of bed and ran into my sister's room. We both then leaped into bed with our parents to wake them up. They acted like they didn't know what we were talking about, but we didn't give them the chance to trick us. Me and my sister then ran into our rooms picking out what we were going to take with us for the hour and half long car ride. I brought my favorite book and my game boy. I picked out my favorite outfit and ran back into my parents room and ask when we were leaving. I was so relieved to see them already packing the car up with the cooler. My mom bought all my favorite juices and made our favorite sandwiches for lunch. My favorite was Peanut Butter and Jelly. Me and my sister then jumped in the back seat and were on our way. The car ride felt like forever. We annoyed our parents with repetitious questions about what the park was like and how much longer the ride would be. I twas ironic because we spent so much time discussing what we were going to do and how much fun it was going to be, we never once played with the books and games