This week my essay assignment is to write about the farthest from home I’ve ever been. The farthest I’ve been from home is New Hampshire. New Hampshire is a very small, in fact one of the smallest states in the U.S. My dad is from up there, so we visit sometimes. My first trip up there was in 2004, I was only 1 year old, but i have seen pictures! My second trip was in 2010, we went for my brother, and cousin’s graduation ceremony. My third, and most recent trip was in 2015 (last year), and we went because my grandma passed away from congested heart failure, and we had her funeral up there. I have also been to Massachusetts, Chicago, and Colorado. The last to were just layaways. I live in Texas, so thats pretty stinkin’ far away for me.
It is absolutely beautiful up in New Hampshire, here is what it looks like mostly everywhere you go up there:
This is the pemme, or the lake pemmejawasit. And here you see a beautiful church, I went to a wedding anniversary party here:
And this is the New Hampshire flag:
That’ll be all for today, see you next week!
The Inklings 