My Day With My New Uncle,Yetunde, Personal Narrative

Once my mom came and picked me up we went to the car. When we got in the car that only means one thing… were going somewhere. So I asked my mom ” where are we going”? She said ” That were going to the JFK Airport to pick up my uncle”. I asked “Witch uncle” ? She said ” I said I don’t know him”. We used are GPS to get there.

It was 8:00 pm once we got there. He got in the car. We sang songs and played games. My uncle reached in his suitcase and pulled out chocolate ,then my mom’s friend came into the car too.

We drove to a banquet. There was loud music. We ate rice and seafood it was a good day.!!!