Student20+Personal+Narrative

=Morgan=

I like writing about people and their lives. It doesnt have to be about people who exist, like sometimes I just make up random people and write about them.

The Renaissance Festival “Two free tickets to the Renaissance Festival!” I yelled excitedly to my mom. “Yep and we only have to pay for the other two when we get there.” My mom said back to me. The Renaissance Festival is a festival where people dress up like they did in the old days. Like they wear fancy dresses and you see knights walking around. You even get to try the awesome food they use to make. You also get to see what the children did when they lived in that time. If you are lucky you might even see a king or queen walking around. When we were on our way there, my annoying little sister kept on asking if we were there yet. I knew she would whine the whole way there. She is always a pain in the neck. If I just tap her she will start crying and then I get in trouble. That was what she use to do but she changed a little since we went to the Renaissance Festival. When we got there, got out of the truck and started walking to the gates we heard voices behind us. These two generous people asked if we wanted two free tickets. My mom looked surprisingly at them and said,“Sure”. “Well now we don’t have to pay for the other two tickets!” I said laughing. When we got inside the huge gates we watched some people dance. I never saw anyone dance like they did but it was interesting. They were doing all kinds of spins and turns. Then they would bend down, jump up, and start all over again. When the dance was over, I noticed a cool looking magic show was getting ready to start. We went and sat on some prickly hay bales right in front of the stage. The magician came out and showed us numerous tricks. There was this one trick that caught my eye. He had this droopy string in his hand and when he snapped his finger the string stood straight up and it was really stiff. After the magic show we started getting hungry so we stopped at a mini outdoor Renaissance restaurant. They have the best and biggest turkey legs, apple dumplings, and sugar cookies ever! As we ate, I savored every bite to make it last. When we were done my sister started running at something. We noticed she was running towards a ride. I didn’t go on the ride because I didn’t think it looked like fun. The ride was a big pole with many swings attached to it. The ride would turn and the swings would turn with it in a circle. As my sister was riding the ride that looked boring, my dad locked me in this thing that people use to put slaves in. You put your head and arms through it. After my sister was done riding the ride, I went and made a wax hand. What you do is you dip your hand in wax twelve times. Then, they take the wax off your hand and the wax is the shape of your hand. Next, they put it in cold water to cool it off and make it harden. Finally, you get to pick out the colors to put on it. I picked red and blue. After I made my wax hand we went and watched a play about a prince saving a princess. It was sort of funny because the princess tried singing and she messed up on note and the prince almost had to plug his ears. But in the end they lived happily ever after. Then we watched knights fight. They were behind a fence so they wouldn’t hurt anyone. One of the knights fell over a stump and another fell in a little puddle. Then we watched some other knights fight. These knights were in an arena and they were riding horses that had armor on them. The horses had so much armor on them they looked like they were mechanical. The knights also had big long pointy poles in there hands and tried poking each other off their horses. The king and queen were sitting on their thrones watching the knights fight. The last thing we did was play on a play ground. They made it out of wood and metal. It was really cool, but it wasn’t as big as the playgrounds we have. I didn’t want to leave but we had to. I never knew that the Renaissance Festival could be so fun. I definitely want to go there again.