The Valpo Core Reader
 

Authors

Deanna Bradley

Document Type

Process Analysis Essay

Publication Date

1996

Excerpt

My favorite part of each summer was the Fourth of July. My parents were teachers, so our summers were spent traveling to new places and learning new things. But no matter what my family was doing each summer, the Fourth of July never changed. There was always a parade in the morning, with the loud marching bands and Uncle Sam on stilts. We always went to the carnival in the afternoon; I liked the wild rides, but had trouble finding anyone to ride with me. Dinner was cooked on the grill and we never missed the fireworks. We would sit in the grass on our blankets, and gasp and applaud as the thousands of exploding lights would ignite with a BOOM! Rain or shine, if the fireworks were on, we were there.

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