Personal Narrative: My Trip To America

This journey is taking forever! I'm getting tired of the crowded rooms that I have to stay in with the stinky, smelly people I'm just plain out tired of it! They need to take a bath! Anyways, I'm James Fehrenbach and I'm coming from Germany. I'm only 11 years old, so I am kinda excited to start a new life in America. We have been on this ship for at least a week. I can't keep count anymore. I've started to think my bed is getting bed bugs because I get really itchy at night. The rooms are getting smellier every day. Yesterday I walked up to the deck to get fresh air, and then I came back, I almost barfed! Before we got onto the ship, I was really depressed. I had to say goodbye to all my friends and family. My bag weighs a ton. I brought all the clothes I could carry, a few things from home that I could remember my country by, and then I brought a letter that was to me by my friend Jerome He was my best friend. We went to each others houses just

I carried my bag with all of my fancy clothes, a few toys, and that letter. We stopped at the concession stand right when we got there because I was about to starve. We all go a sandwich and a drink and got ready to go through Ellis island. Our family walked up the stairs together. The doctors on top were watching us as we climb the flights of stairs to look for symptoms of being sick or unhealthy. It was only my mom, my dad, and I. My sister died at a young age. We got ready to go get our six second physical. The doctors pulled our eyelids down and checked for an eye disease.” People were checked for an eye disease called trachoma.” (scholastic) None or my family had the disease so we got to go on to the next stop. We walked into The Great Hall and we were amazed. I had never seen a room that big! We had wait forever. The long wooden benches saved me so I could sit down while waiting. The crowd was so nosy! Its was very