My Day in New Orleans
My Day in New Orleans My mother and I stood at a bus station waiting for a bus. Soon I saw the bus coming. The door opens itself as by magic without being touched. Mom and I claimed up the steps and go on to the bus. I had the money for the trip and put it in the coin box. Then as the bus started with a jerk, mom and I stumbled down the aisle, until we found two empty seats. I loved to ride on the bus. It was more excited than going in my grandfather’s car. I went to meet my Aunt Ruby and Cousin Laura, who lived in New Orleans and I will have a long excited day in New Orleans.