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Casey Watkins
Ms.Wilson
Period 3
I remember it like it was yesterday, my dad rushed into my room about half past 9 yelling “get up,
He gives me a look as though he’s contemplating about how early he woke me up then looks back
at me and continues,
Those words hit me like a wave of happiness. Shooting out of bed, I gleefully started to help
organize and plan. I contributed as much helpful information as I could. Let me tell you the full story.
When I was about 8 years old my parents were going on their 20th anniversary. My parents have
spent about 35 years together. The idea of love in my family started with the love between my parents
My dad wanted that it would be memorable for our family and our friends. Knowing the beach is
my mother’s all time favorite spot, we decided that would be where the surprise would take place. Hours
were spent coordinating the day to be sure it was perfect. We planned who came, how we would get her
there without her suspecting, where we could buy flowers and a buttercream cake that we could eat after
the ceremony. My dad found a local flower and beach cake shop that could make a three layer
anniversary cake. My dad then went to the shop for two weekends to collect rose petals for the day of the
ceremony. I was in charge of hiding the marriage certificate until the day of the china wedding, which is
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another name for a 20 year wedding anniversary. My dad and I were able to find a photographer that we
then arranged to come take pictures after and during the ceremony.
After the two weeks passed, the day had come and we told my mom that we had planned a family
photo shoot with a professional photographer. We left that morning and headed down to Oak island NC
and my brother left from UNC Charlotte as well . When we arrived (after about four hours) my dad said
he was going to meet up with the photographer to tell them which street we planned on going to to have
the pictures taken, but really he was gathering the four buckets of rose petals and the pastor to guide the
ceremony. He came back a few hours later and we put on dressy, coordinated outfits and headed for the
point (the tip of the island). In the car my mom was unexpecting to what was about to happen but once
we got out of the car she started to see rose petals along the sand.
Walking past the dunes we could see a large group of what she thought were just strangers, but
the group turned out to be family and friends with rose petals in their hands. I knew what was to come and
i was so excited. They threw the petals up into the air and the petals danced in the wind, landing on the
sand as if to kiss it. The smile on her face was contagious and almost as if her smile was to big to fit on
her face. A loud “SURPRISE” was said and a few joyful tears from my mom were shed. I felt so happy
when i saw her and i couldn’t help but smile. She went up to everyone there, who included my
grandparents, her best friends from college and high school, other family members and greeted them with
a hug. Then she turned to me and picked me up in a big hug. I had never felt closer to her.
The ceremony started with everyone standing on the sides creating an “isle” for my parents to
walk down. I was the flower girl throwing petals on the walkway while my parents followed after. My
parents restated their vows and finished up with a kiss. I cringed because in my 8 year old mind that was
still considered “cooties”. The photographer pulled me and my brother away for our individual pictures
by the shore. Then, she gathered the whole family to sit near the dunes and we smiled, trying to pretend
like the sand wasn’t piercing our skin each time the wind blew.
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We all loaded up into cars and headed back to one of our family friends who has a house on the
beach. As we walked into the house an overwhelming smell of sweetness filled our noses and we couldn’t
help but ask “what’s that wonderful smell?” Walking into the kitchen we could see a three layer, beautiful
beach-themed cake. I looked at my mom and pieced together how amazing of a mother she was, but my
mind began to wonder. I couldn’t help but be the first to get a piece, but when I took my first bite I got
this waxy feeling in my mouth i’ll never forget. Trying to make light out of the situation my mom
jokingly said, “At least it’s pretty.” And we let out a giggle.
That night was so wholesome, with the feeling of love spreading to all in the house. It was almost
as if someone had set off a bomb of joy inside every person. That night was the spark of light that I
remember from my childhood and I’m so thankful to have been able to be a part. Because of that night i
now feel more connected to my family and friends. This pushed me to try to let the love flow through me
Love is a simple word with a complex definition, described many ways by many different people.
Score: 45/50
W.9-10.3. Write narratives to develop real or imagined experiences or events using effective technique, well-chosen details, and
well-structured event sequences.
Standard Exceptional (10-9) Proficient (8-7) Emerging (6-1) Not Evident (0)
3.a. Introduction - ❏ Effectively hook the ❏ Hook the reader with
Engage and orient the reader with a creative, a compelling hook
reader by setting out a original, and
compelling hook ❏ Effectively sets out a
problem, situation, or
problem, situation, or
observation, establishing ❏ Effectively sets out a observation
one or multiple point(s) problem, situation, or
of view, and introducing observation in a ❏ Establish an insightful
a narrator and/or compelling and/or point of view
characters; create a creative manner
smooth progression of ❏ Introduce a narrator,
❏ Establish an insightful, characters, setting,
experiences or events.
original, or creative and main idea
point of view
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❏ Introduce a complex
and/or creative
narrator, characters,
setting, and main idea