Personal Narrative: My School Trip To Sacramento

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The little boy in this photograph is me, when I was on a school trip to Sacramento. He is panning for gold in a pool of water, as many children have before him. Swish, swish, check. It is California, 2012, in the Columbia Historic State Park. Forty nine- year olds have boarded a flight to Sacramento at 5 am. On the way there, all I could hear was the sound of little children saying, “ I’m bored”, and “ When are we getting there ?”. We traveled by bus to the state park to dip our little hands in bone- chilling water and play gold-miner for the day. Each and every one of us felt like celebrities for the day. As the trip continued, the paparazzi constantly asked us to pose for pictures. Overall, the trip was