English 015 Final Project Memoir

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My Disney Experience Narrated by: Tyler Petti

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My Disney ExperienceNarrated by: Tyler Petti

July 20th, 2006

It was a bright, sunny, and promising day at Disneyworld in Orlando, Florida. It was the summer of 2006, and my third time to Disneyworld in my life. My dad, mom, younger brother, and 3 year old sister were all there as well. I was 10 at the time, and thought that perhaps I had outgrown Disneyworld, being that it was my third time there and that the characters who I had grown up with had unfortunately become a little bit too childish for me. Still, I was happy to be in that magical place again with my family and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.

Do you want lemonade? My dads voice brought me back to reality, my eyes previously fixated on the majestic look of the Disney Castle. Yes please, I said with a grin, knowing that I had a treat waiting for me. Ive always loved Disneyworld lemonade, and I was not about to pass this rare occasion up.

My family and I got into the back of the line and waited in the blistering heat for the cold treat. Finally getting my lemonade, I noticed that my 3 year old sister Mia also got one. Since everything is always a competition in our house, I challenged her that Id be able to drink it faster. On the count of 3, we started and I let her win. Her smile beamed from cheek to cheek after the victory. However, now we both needed to use the restroom because we took in more of the delicious lemonade than we had thought.

By this point, my family and I gotten in line at a grille. Ty, I have to go potty, my sister murmured to me. Suddenly, a strange sensation came over me. I was 10 now, and felt older and much more mature since the last time that I was at Disneyworld. Glancing around, I noticed that my family was still in line ordering their food. I dont know what came over me, but I decided that the next step to becoming a man was to take my sister to the bathroom alone. I felt so responsible that I also decided not to tell my parents and perform the task alone. Without asking, I grabbed my sisters hand and disappeared among the crowd in search of the bathroom. I was 10, I was a man. What could go wrong?

We strolled into a crowd of people and aimlessly wandered around in search of a bathroom. This is kind of cool, I thought to myself, feeling independent and free as ever. Thats when I saw them. Buzz and Woody, my two favorite Disney characters, were meeting and greeting various people. My eyes opened, my jaw dropped, and the world around me faded out as I focused only on them. Tugs of nostalgia pulled at my heart as I eagerly approached them.

The excitement in my heart had vanished in an instant. Where had my sister gone? In all of my eagerness to get to meet my childhood idols, I had left my sister to fend for herself in the maddening crowd. Mia? , MIA?! I yelled, but to no avail. She was gone, swept up in the crowd, and I was responsible. Tearing up and with heart racing, my 10 year old self started to panic. I sprinted around wildly, trying to locate any remote trace of my 3 year old sister. It was useless. I was bawling by this point. I looked up through my water-filled eyes just in time to see my dad approach me with an angry look on his face. Uh-oh, I thought

Where is she? my dad asked with a hint of panic in his voice. He immediately knew that his daughter was missing. By now, I couldnt talk I was sobbing so hard. My dad quickly pulled out his phone and dialed 911. My mom and brother rushed over to us as my dad explained to them that I had lost Mia. My moms jaw dropped as tears started forming in her eyes. She put her hand over her heart and nearly fainted. We walked her over to a bench so she could sit down. My parents were not even scolding me at this point; they were focused on finding their little girl. A couple of minutes later a police officer arrived and demanded that everyone in the vicinity clear out so that we could have a clearer view of where she possibly was. Ill never forget the way his stern glare pierced my soul. Son, he started out, When was the last time you saw your sister?

I managed to utter out that I had become distracted by Buzz and Woody, and last saw her by the corner where they were. By now, they too had also cleared out of the area. A couple more police officers came and started looking around and throughout all buildings. They told my family and I to wait, even though I could tell my dad wanted to help. Ten minutes passed. Still nothing. The increasing terror and anticipation was taking a toll on my family and I. Would we ever find Mia?

Twenty minutes passed. I felt absolutely awful, and my mom was holding me in her arms, gently rocking me up and down. Suddenly, a voice rang out. We found her! I climbed out of my moms arms and turned to see my sister walking with a police officer. I cannot describe the weight that felt like it had been lifted off of my shoulders. My entire family ran over to Mia, kissing and hugging her like there was no tomorrow. She had been found by the police officer wandering alone at the other end of the park. It was a miracle that she was found. We were all one big happy family again.

Morals of the memoirThe central moral of this memoir is to always be responsible, no matter what the circumstance. I was not responsible at all in my memoir, even though I believed that I was, and I almost lost my sister because of it. Taking Mia without asking my parents was extremely irresponsible and uncalled for, and I definitely learned from my mistake. Now, any time that I contemplate doing something irresponsible, I think of that time and decide against it. I am fortunate that this event occurred when I was 10, because it taught me the lifelong lesson of how to be responsible at an early age. There is also a secondary moral to my memoir, which is dont grow up too fast. Notice how in the beginning of the memoir I stated that Disneyworld had become too childish for me because I was at the ripe old age of 10. Obviously, it was not too childish, because the reason that I lost my sister was because of my fascination with Buzz and Woody. These two morals combined define my memoir and are two life lessons that should be taken away with it.

Works CitedDisney Castle Image on Slide 1 http://wallpaper-download.net/movie-wallpapers/disney-castle-wallpaper

Lemonade Stand Image on Slide 3 http://land.allears.net/blogs/kristin-ford/disney-frozen-summer-fun-premium-package-morning-sncks.jpg

Buzz and Woody Image on Slide 6 http://disneylivingonline.com/magical-blogorail/magical-blogorail-green-shopping-in-the-parks/