Authors Note: This is a personal narrative of the time my sister received a car for her sixteenth birthday.
Her 16th
When I arose on April 16th I suddenly realized that it was my
sister Jennifer’s 16th birthday. We were giving her a car for her
birthday. My parents were afraid that she knew she was getting a car. She had
been looking and showing us cars that she wanted but then after a while she
stopped looking.
After I got dressed my assignment was to wake Jennifer up, and bring her
downstairs. It may sound easy but trust
me it isn’t easy waking up a drowsy 16 year old even if it’s her birthday. I
snuck into her room and nudged her gently… nothing. Then I tried shaking her a
little… still nothing. Finally I shook her violently and the response I got was
a quiet and muffled “What?”
“You know what!” I exclaimed. “It’s your 16th birthday; you
should be excited.”
“I’d be excited if you would let me sleep,” she retorted sarcastically.
“Come on, please just come down stairs and open your presents?” I
requested.
“Fine.” She countered, as she rolled her eyes at me.
So I got her to get out of bed and get dressed. She then followed me
downstairs and discovered the presents on the table. I told her that we had to
go into the garage for her present and then her face lit up. I slowly pulled
open the door and my mom and dad yelled “SURPRISE!”
“Oh my gosh! I can’t believe it!” she cried. “You got me a car! Thank
you so much.”
“You are very welcome, did you suspect that you were receiving a car?”
My dad questioned.
“No, I had lost all hope.” She answered ironically.
“Good, I was afraid that you knew you were getting one because you
stopped looking online for cars.” He said.
My mom all the while was just standing there smiling. “You’re lucky you
have such a loving father.” She explained.
“I know.” She understood. “He is a very nice father.”
She took my dad and I for a ride around our neighborhood. Although it
wasn’t a great new car she liked her used car from 1999. She was very enthused
about her it. Also, I was glad that I got to play a role in presenting it to
her. I hope that she will remember that moment forever.
