Isaac Jones Ms. Lehmann English 2-2A 4 October 2019 Paintball “Hey, Isaac, we are going to the Neiwerts house again for the Shakespeare festival thing.Do you want to do something in Boise for your birthday?” “Yeah.We could go to something like Wahooz or something like that. I'll look on the internet,” I said. After some quick research, I added, “Mom, I think that maybe me ‘n dad n’ Isaiah could go to this place. it looks a lot more fun than Wahooz.” “What is it called?” “It’s called pyrrhic paintball in Meridian. Paintball is like airsoft, just less cool and more painful. Still fun, though!” “Okay. Let me ask dad.” We had been sitting in the car for two hours before we got to the Neiwerts house, right outside of Boise. I sat there, drinking from a bottle ofSquirt that I had bought at a gas station during the one stop from Eden to Boise. We pulled up to their house at around two in the afternoon, only to have me get out to grab Isaiah and jump back in. We had to go if we wanted to get there in time to play much! We drove up a small dirt road into a small parking lot with a couple of cars in it, right next to a little building. People were walking out from behind it, coming from behind a giant net like the kind at golf ranges or baseball fields, which hid a mess of plywood and barrels. Stepping out of the car, we walked over to the building to get ready for a game. After we filled out our waivers, we walked around the side of the building, and they handed us our markers, masks, and a box full of paintballs. After we get all our stuff ready, we head to the back of the shack and they made sure the markers were working and within the power limits. I did not do well the first game. Once the referee yelled go, me and my cousin, Isaiah, ran towards cover in an area near the opposite team.Once we were behind cover, paintballs slammed into the plywood we were hiding behind. Since we were playing a round of team deathmatch with revives, I could be hit, but I would be out if an enemy got me instead of a teammate. Unfortunately, one of the three flanked around, so we had to move.He got me as I ran to cover. I had been eliminated, but Isaiah was safe. We lost. I did not do very well until the last two rounds, and the second had two parts, with a switch in the middle. The second to last round, we played king of the hill, with two teams on either side of the field running to a hill. Whoever holds it for five minutes wins. This was fun, even though we lost, because I got a spot on our side of the hill and shot people from up top as they tried to come back to the hill after they respawned. I also accidentally shot a teammate at the bottom of the hill farthest from the respawn. (Oops!) The last half of the last round was the most fun, though. After I had respawned, (one respawn each) I was pinned down by an enemy in a hard to hit area, so I ran from the center of the field (which was a castle/trench area surrounded by barrels and pallets) to a small building on the side of the field which was basically a large hallway with boards and flaps in it, with small holes in the sides to shoot through. Utilizing the holes, I switched from hole to hole and shot at a couple people, and I was almost impossible to hit. I had slowly drifted to the far-right side of the house when the best player on theother team and another player had entered the opposite side. Once I realized this, I was on the defensive and was about to take one or both out when someone behind me said “Hey! Surrender?” I looked back in confusion and saw an opponent standing in the doorway behind me with his paintball marker pointed at me. “What-OH! Yeah, I surrender!” I stood up and walked out, back to the staging area, where my mom, dad, and cousin were waiting. It was time to go. Paintball had been fun, but it hurt quite a lot. Afterwards, I had many welts along my arms where I had been hit the most. Wearing thick clothing would be a promising ideafor the next time I play something similar.
Personal Narrative Reflection 1. Explain the process you went through to write this paper. Please be specific. To start this paper I brainstormed ideas, which I then turned into a rough draft that Ms. Lehmann corrected. I then used the corrected paper to revise it into a final draft.
2. What qualifies this paper as a narrative? What are the requirements for this genre and how did you meet them? To qualify this paper as a narrative it needs to have conversations written out in quotation marks. To do this, I included conversations at different parts of the paper.
3. What is one part of your story that you think turned out really well? What do you like about that part? I liked the part where I was defending the building that I was in because it was the most fun and full of action.