Lord of the Dyslexics - Aidan Rosser (classic novels .txt) 📗
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Aidan Rosser
ELA 9 (A)
5/12/2019
Travel
From South America to Alaska and Detroit to L.A, this is my story of seeing the world on $35,000. My name is Aidan Rosser. Come into the past and experience the kindness of a Disney animator, The toughness of my rich republican aunt, The great Alaskan ziplining crises of 2014 and, adventures with South American vaqueros.
D major
Nov 20, 2019, 6th hour
“D major”
“ Wait, what, ok”, I thought as I played the scale.
“here's a new song we will be playing, Orange Jam”, the teacher stated.
“Hay Tristan”, I whispered
“What”, Tristan whined.
“What’s the song called?”, I said.
“Orange Jam”, He grunted.
“Ok thanks,” I said.
“That rings a bell”, I said.
“Shut up”, Tristan barked.
“Ok fine”, I sarcastically said.
Why does this ring a bell? I begin to play. I’ve got it, the first time I traveled was at age 5 and I had Orange Jam for breakfast. Well, I have time to think.
2010 Sea-Tac
I was at a coffee shop when my mom said what do you want to eat. “Marmalade,” I yelled. My mom was not pleased. “You can not have Jam for breakfast,” she said. “Why” I said. This argument continued for some time, until I settle on frosted flakes. Soon my eyes were glued to the window of the plane and soon we lifted off. At 40,000 feet my mom was drinking a coffee and was about to tell me something that would change my life forever. My sister was asleep next to me and I was acting like a ferret on espresso. Then my mom said,
“Sit still I am going to tell you something,.”m, My mom said.
“But Why”, I complained.
“Because I said so”, My mom barked.
“Just listen”, My mom sighed.
“If you turn your excitement into knowledge your ambition will grow,”, she said.
“What,”, I said confusedly.
“You will know when you’re older.”, she said.
Westgate Orlando 2010
“I wonder what to have for breakfast?”, I said.
“We are going to Disney world.”, my mom said.
“so what can I eat,”, I yelled.
We arrived at Disney World and I had a good time. Nothing was out of the ordinary. When we were at the hotel my mom was pestered by the staff at Westgate and was not pleased.
I am running at speed 5 on my treadmill. Now that I think to myself. I finally understand what my mom told me on that flight. Turn your anger to ambition and let your intellect grow. This is advice that has helped me in the past and present.
2012 The Caribbean
I was young and was on a trip to the Caribbean. On the ship, all I had to eat was pizza and I mostly swam in the pool. When I exited the ship, my mom took me to see historical sights such as the governor’s house. It was a rainy day and my sister was staring off into space behind us. Then I implored my sister to go on an adventure. She said, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I said, “Of course it is, my plans are great.” We wandered off. I saw a Pluto hat. Then, I bolted towards it. Out of nowhere, my mom stepped in front of me.
“Where do you think you’re going?” ,my mom said.
“Nowhere,”, I said.
I was yelled at and told not to do that. “Like that stopped me.” We had a good trip and I was given $20 for a souvenir. I bought an electronic planner thing from the 90s. In fact, why was that even there? I think the main thing I learned on that trip was to think before I act.
I was on my way to a zip lining trip with my sister and my mom. We made the long trip up the Alaskan mountains. Our tour guide told us there was no turning back past this point. My sister who has extreme anxiety wanted to go on the trip, my mom let her (big mistake). We reached the top of the mountain and we were equipment checked. We went down the last starter line before going down the mountain. Just then my sister had an anxiety attack and began to cry, she froze up and refused to move. Since we could not turn back and I was only 11, we were forced to bail. Soon, former military vehicles came up the mountain to rescue a very scared sister and angry family. At first, my sister refused to be belayed down and it took half an hour to get her on the truck. Soon we were on the beach. I was furious. I was so mad I built a working stove out of a nearby shipwreck. Things did get better because I was given a signed copy of Oswalt the Lucky Rabbit which was drawn and signed by Eric Goldberg (a Disney animator).
I am getting my braces off wondering why my mom didn’t throttle my sister the day she freaked out. I now think of that incident as water under the bridge. But, if that never happened I would never have gotten to ride in a military Humvee. I never did go zip lining again though.
I am sitting in a hotel room as my grandma stuffs her face with fudge. Of course, she would not share. My mom made me and my sister spend the day with grandma. All we did that whole day was watch grandma eat fudge samples and buy nothing because she was “on a diet.”. My sister and I wandered off into a gift shop and looked at things. I ended up buying a ship. The only thing I learned from this trip was that my grandma doesn't like to share.
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