Monday, July 28, 2008

Aunts House

I went to my aunts house to help her with her 5 kids. I flew down to her house all by myself. She was to pick me up at the airport. When i got there she called and told me to get my stuff then go out the nearest door. Their is three levels. Top for picking up. Bottom for dropping off. Middle for only busses. I ended up in the middle. At that point I did not know what the middle was for and my aunt keep on telling me to stay where I was and she would find me. She was going back and forth between the dropping off and picking up and could not find me. So one time i was on the phone with my dad and a lady that was standing next to me told me that i needed to go up or down and then i could find my aunt. So i went up one floor and i was soon found!

2 comments:

Bryan Williams said...
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clarisajo said...

Casidy,
that is so typically you. Were you panicking or were you cool and calm? I bet it was an awesome experience to fly by yourself. I think that it's awesome that you took the time to go help Aunt Amy.

xoxo