Today's blog is about a present scene from my life using creative Nonfiction, after reading What is Creative Nonfiction? (Lee Gutkind) | Making Scenes in Memoir (Lee Martin). It's Saturday, I'm never off but today I am. As I lay here in bed thinking about what I want to do. I see the sun peeking in from behind my black closed curtains, letting me know it’s nice outside. My son Amir is in his room shouting at his game with the volume up at like 100%. “Come on bro, you got me killed!”, he said. One of my daughters must be downstairs watching YouTube videos with the volume up too. It sounds like a bunch of people is in my house. I get up from my bed walk to my door and yelled, “Amir, turn that T.V. down, everyone doesn’t need to know your getting killed,” he doesn't respond. “AMIR TURN THAT T.V. DOWN OR IM TAKING THE GAME!” “Wait wait wait mom, no please, I’m turning it down now.” “Now, who's downstairs?” “ Me mom, it’s Alana.” “Why do you have that t.v. so loud?” “Because I couldn’t hear over Amir yelling. Wait, mom, you're not going to work today?” "No, I took the day off, we going to go out.” "Where are we going?” “I don’t know where yet, but you’ll need to get dress. I’m not staying in this house all day.” Walking back into my room and said to myself what am I going to wear. I have to wear something cute, can’t waste a day off. After throwing my whole closet on my bed, I found something to wear. Now, where are we going to go, to the beach no it’s too late in the morning for that. To the park, no that’s to regular, think think think. I got it, they have never been to downtown Philly where the historic part is. My children come rushing into my room all at once to show me their dress. “Mom where are we going?”, they said all at once. “I think we're going to go downtown.” “What’s downtown?”, Alana said. “History...” “History?” “Yes, let’s go. Amir make sure the door is lock.” We get into my car I drive for five minutes. I pull into the 69th street parking garage and begin to shift the gears to P for (park). “Mom, this is not downtown,” says, my oldest daughter Alissa. “I know, we’re taking public transportation for this trip. Parking Is too much and time-consuming.” After getting off the train, we walk to the Liberty Bell. The line is ridiculous, rapped the whole building. My children and I have never seen the Liberty Bell. So, we waited patiently. The line moved pretty fast. One by one everyone inching closer and closer behind one another making the line look like its moving faster. We made through the doors to security. Security checked us like we were catching a flight. Moving through the crowd ducking our heads and swaying to the side as visitors took pictures. finally, I see the Liberty Bell. There so many people surrounding it like their looking at Jesus himself. After, sliding through all the visitors we were able to snap a picture.
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Sabatino
9/18/2018 07:27:17 am
This scene provides description and action. Also, the dialogue and details about family tradition both help to add insight into your life.
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marquita lewis
9/20/2018 06:44:12 am
I have fix my introduction and made a present day scene. :)
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9/20/2018 11:57:05 am
Beautiful family picture! Being blessed to spend many days walking past the liberty bell sometimes forget the history of it and also how it could be made into a family day.
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Sabatino
9/24/2018 02:47:38 pm
I am glad to see the revisions made to the introduction and to the story itself. My wife and I live in old city for a few years. Our place was a few blocks away from the Liberty Bell. I appreciate how your photo complements the story. The use of dialogue and specific details here and there help to provide insight into your personality, your family, and into your present storied life. Also, I like the juxtaposition of a present scene with a theme of history…the history of our country…and the history you were making with your family.
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