I learned to measure milk in a half an eggshell, found doppelgangers exist, fell in love with rollercoaster-like land . . . and decided family reunions had possibility.
I truly tried to avoid my great-aunt’s “genealogy get-together.” My parents, more persistent than me, required I attend. At 17, what had I in common with my older relatives? My aunt hosting the event was 84!
Graysville, Pennsylvania varies from any place I’ve ever been. It is beautiful and steeped in antiquity. Most buildings are decades, even centuries old. Bridges connect homes to roads. So extreme are the land’s rolling hills that travel is difficult. My grandma who grew up here was responsible for milking duties. Supposedly, to ascend the hills, she had to cling to a cow’s tail. Locals say Graysville farm animals differ from other beasts because of their need for two shorter legs, enabling them to say erect on the tilted ground. Arriving at 7:50 a.m. to the Graysville Fire hall, I genuinely looked at the landscape. Those stories might be less exaggerated than I had suspected.
A bit surly for my forced attendance, the smells from the hall reminded me that these dull old people sure can cook. After sausage gravy and biscuits and pancakes and gooseberry muffins and “Blueberry Boy Bait” with sweet cream, my attitude improved slightly.
The adults proceeded to spread collections of family pictures and war documents on the unused tables. While they left to tour four local graveyards, my sister and I opted to clean the breakfast dishes. Gathering plates from one long table, I literally stumbled on a glob of breakfast leftover, knocking a pile of photos to the floor. Collecting them, a weathered sepia photo of my younger sister driving a horse and buggy caught my attention. Tossing a scarf across her shoulder, she eyed the camera with a challenge that only my sister can convey. I flipped the picture to see elegant fading writing identifying the photo’s subject as IdaMae Iams—my great-grandmother.
I’d never heard much about her. My grandmother died when I was 12; her mother, IdaMae, died when grandma was only 8. As I looked, I discerned small details of the scene. The road on which she and her horse stood was about ¼ mile from where I sat. The pervasive hills lined the distance. She was a double for my sister.
After the adults’ return from the graveyards, I asked about IdaMae. To learn more, I worked beside women making homemade noodles. I wanted to go and buy some egg noodles; they wanted to talk about my great-grandmother. I stayed and kneaded. Measuring milk in half of a broken egg shell, “the only way to get the exact amount of milk that you need in relation to the egg you use”, stories unfolded. My sister’s twin was an accomplished music teacher and horsewoman who handled horses that large men feared. She traveled to her students’ homes in that buggy, in the late 1800’s, on roads that I feared in our safe SUV.
After a lunch of chicken and noodles more delicious than I knew possible, I grabbed my sister’s arm and we walked around the grounds—the same property on which my aunt now lived and my earlier ancestors toiled. We stood on the old bridge connecting the fire hall to Dividing Ridge Road watching the crawfish squirm below. I couldn’t help but wonder if IdaMae had stood in the same spot, observing the same critters, wondering at what life had to offer. My connection to the place was unquestionable, and I was proud of it.
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A destiny I will never forget.
This was by far, the best vacation I have ever been on. I hope be awarded the scholarship so that I can go on to college, graduate with honors, and get a great job so that one day I can show my family what a great place Yellowstone National Park is. Thank you for considering my application!
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My favorite city so far!
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my trip.
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I have run short on space, yet I managed to squeeze in about 3/4ths of my trip.
Lordsburg and Demming are in New Mexico (I guess I should have edited that), and there are numerous other details I would have liked to have included….
If you're interested in traveling in my footsteps, I highly recommend the Togwotee Lodge and Resort, which is where we stayed during our trip.
While visiting Paris the summer I was fourteen, I was captivated my by its beauty. The city's rich culture, diverse people, and turbulent history fascinated me and captured my imagination. It was there that I discovered the wonder of adventure, and my never-ending love of Paris.
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This was the most incredible vacation ever! All my classmates who attended agreed and have remembered every memory from Washington D.C. Thank you School Tours of America and my special sponsors Mrs. Nobel and Mr. Fitch.
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I almost did not go on this trip, worrying about what could go wrong, that summer would nearly be over when I returned, and how much it cost. But, I decided to take this trip to see a few of my German friends and their families, not knowing when, otherwise, I would see them again if I didn't take this opportunity. Now that I have returned home, I am very happy to have taken this trip.
My name is Inemesit Effiong.I am an avid reader and an ardent Colin Firth fan. I love outdoor activities, writing poetry, and volunteering. I have had the privilege of volunteering with several clubs like National Honor Society, Rotary Club, Interact Volunteer Club, and The Bridge Run. I enjoy watching Jeopardy with my father (mostly because of Alex Trebek) and I hope to pursue Nursing as a major. I entered this contest because I love exploring and I fell that my experience is very relatable, especially to teenagers my age, who would like to travel abroad, but lack the means or opportunity to do so.
This is a blog about my trip with my mother to New York City
I encourage you, go on a mission trip! You will never regret it. If anything it can help you to figure out your place in this world.
I raised money for this trip during the course of my Freshman year, first by a Bake Sale, which raised over $700, then by giving out poetry that I had written in exchange for donations. They expereince broadened me as a leader and created lasting friendships with other cultures.
This was my Italian experience. It was extremely fun and I can’t wait for the time when I get the chance to return.
Hope you enjoyed my essay! Just wanted to share my beliefs and personal experience. 🙂
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Im glad to share my families trip with you. I hope this inspires you to go on a trip with your family to Hawaii.
My vacation to Spain in general was one of the most enjoyable things I have ever done. The culture was rich and the archetecture was far more ornate than anything I've ever seen in the United States. I will defenately go back there some day if I am fortunate enough.
This particular blog was submitted as a scholarship essay to myfamilytravels.com, enjoy!
I truly am grateful for the wonderful opportunity I had to travel to Hong Kong for a month! I'll definitely think about living in Hong Kong in the future!
I hope people can read this travel blog and see for themselves how great the aftermath of war is. Because of war, these children have to suffer every single day. ):
This blog was very fun to write, it let me reevaluate what had happened during the trip and laugh about it once again. Maybe it will inspire someone else to do what what my family did and go through the indescribable little horrors that we all went through. Happy traveling!
If you have ever wondered what a BIG city is, than New York City is the place for you to go! i had a blast there! Check it out!!
I had alot of fun writing this essay.
Europe is a great place to visit!
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Here is my scholarship for the Teen Travel Writing Scholarship of my journey to Alaska!
My trip to London.
I discovered that I was a pretty good photographer while on this trip. I now take all the family vacation pictures!
My trip to Yellowstone was truly amazing! Yellowstone is a must-see for all nature lovers and hikers!
The wedding took place on August 6, 2011.
this was a wonerful trip with friends & family
My experience was amazing here!
My essay describes the emotional connection to the effects of a storm which would seemingly ruins a trip to Lake Michigan.
I wish I could have written more about Germany, but summing up a vacation such as that in only 600 words seemed impossible to me. I would have never guessed I would have learned so much about myself there. We did activitivities I would never seen myself doing in a million years. Many of the students that went on the trip I would not normally be friends with, but at the end of the day no matter how different we were from one another, we were all friends and family to eachother and still keep in touch till this day. I don't know when I will be able to go on such an amazing adventure again, but my advice to whoever comes across this is, if you have the oppritunity, take it. Even if you are apprehensive, take the risk because I'm willing to bet you will learn so much more.
Thank you all for reading this and best of luck to everyone who entered this contest!
We love going to the Hawaiian Islands. Maui was one of our favorites. Molokini Crater is just off of the Maui coast. I couldn't believe at the variety of fish we snorkeled with–we even glimpsed a reef shark! Snorkeling at Molokini Crater was a great experience and was the inspiration for this short essay.
This is my scholarship essay, please confirm that it has been entered. Thank you!
The reason for my visit to Nigeria was because of a death in my family. In the attatched picture, I am in the middle, surrounded by my family members as we walked toward the area where the ceremony was to be held. The whole experience of visiting Nigeria a third time (but as a teenager) opened my eyes and made me realize that there are things in the world bigger than just me and my problems, and it's my job to find a way to give back before time runs out.
This was my family trip to Missouri…never forget how important learning and family is.
I am a young international traveler interested in seeing the dynamics between different cultures acted out out not only through travel but through international relations on a global stage. Trips to Belize and across the world have cemented my belief that nations working together is for the good of everyone on earth.
I wrote this for the Scholarship writing contest.
This is my entry for the FTF Teen Travel Writing Scholorship!
I hope that everyone can learn a little about this unique country from my blog. There are so many more things I wish I could say, but space is limited!