The Unforgettable April Fools Day Essays - Animation, Angry Kid

Diana Meares Elizabeth Mckinley Fall11-eng-111-81 September 2, 2011 The Unforgettable April Fool?s Day Life is packed with some really amazing and unforgettable events. This event that I am going to relate to you is one fantastic happening, which I?ll never forget. It was a beautiful spring morning in Greenfield Lake Park, in the year of 1972. The ancient cypress trees around the lake were awesome, and the smell of Azaleas permeated my nostrils. The lake was gorgeous, shimmering in the sunlight. It was one of those really special family outings. My Mom, Dad, two sisters and I were there for a great time in the park. We had been looking forward to this trip for such a long time. We were having a fun time looking at all of the animals, and being able to ride the little train. Parked on the edge of the lake were these colorful little paddle boats. I just knew my family would take a trip around the lake in the red and yellow boats. My Mom and Dad were off by themselves enjoying some quality time. My sisters, Robin and Cathie, and I were doing our own things too. We were teenagers and our parents trusted us to be out of their sight and still have fun. Our safety was not a major concern of theirs. Of course, that had a lot to do with the discipline of our parents and the period of time we had been raised in. That period being the late 50?s to the early 70?s, violence didn?t seem as prevalent. I remember the next few moments of the event as if it were just yesterday. We were walking around the cage of the bear. I had seen bears close up while growing up in the mountains, at the Grandfather Mountain Resort. So, I wasn?t nervous at all, as we got closer to the cage. While munching on some sunflower seeds, I had a brilliant idea. ?I could be just like Ellie Mae Clampett,?I thought to myself. I could feed this bear! The bear was very large and brown, sitting quietly in the corner of the cage. The bear didn?t look dangerous at all. I walked around to the top part of the cage, where the bear was a little lower than me, and I was standing at the corner just above the bears? head. Things were going just fine for the first ten or fifteen minutes. I would drop the seeds right above the bear?s mouth and it would open up for a lovely snack. All of a sudden, something terrible happened! The bear decided that it wasn?t getting its food fast enough. It all happened so fast; -it was like a dream--unreal! The very large, brown, now scary bear turned around far enough to reach my hand, opened its humongous mouth and chomped down. I did first thing that came into my mind, ?jerk your hand out?! I can tell you right now, all jokes aside, was not the brightest thing to do. When I jerked my hand out the bears? teeth closed on my fingers at the same time, not a very pleasant feeling. I was in shock by that time, holding my hand, looking at it and saying ?Oh, my Lord, Oh, my Lord?. My sisters Robin and Cathie had ran over by that time, took one look at my fingers, and started screaming for our Mom and Dad. I was really scared. I just could not take my eyes off my fingers; the flesh was all torn back and feeling all tingly. I just could not believe what had just happened. We finally found Mom and Dad and they rushed me to the hospital. On the trip to the hospital, my Dad said, ?Calm down, it?s just a finger?! Right I thought, ?Just a finger, huh One good thing about the whole deal was the finger did not bleed very much. I myself believed the bear ate all of my blood out of my fingers! I just sat in the back seat and cried all the way over to the hospital. I just knew I had seen my finger for the very last time, attached to my hand. The comment my Dad had