An unforgettable experience It was my first time at Dubai International. I lived really far from where the airport was.
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An unforgettable experience It was my first time at Dubai International. I lived really far from where the airport was. The distance from the airport to wherever we were going was pretty long. While we were in the taxi, it was boring, since we were in the countryside there were not that much interesting things to look at while we were on the way. By the time I arrived at the airport, I gazed in astonishment at the dimension and attraction of the place. Just looking at the quantity of people in the airport overwhelmed me. As I was walking through the long, dull, tilted passageway of the construction into the gigantic waiting room, I was extremely astonished. The waiting room was immense rich with full of people from diverse nationality. Parents tightly held their children's hands in solitude of losing them in the enormous lounge. I looked at the shelves of one of the duty free stores. The prices of the products were surprisingly expensive, and therefore I did not buy anything from the airport. As I waited in the waiting room, I heard voices echo through the massive halls as people constantly channeled through the endless maze of walkways and escalators.
The non-stop buzzing stream of cars flowed through the centre of London, coughing out dirty clouds of black smoke, polluting the whole highway. This had led to only a few green trees remaining, which stood proud, but wounded by the daily human activity that causes pollution. As we were approaching the hotel, it was surrounded by emerald green hills. Later hotel, we noticed an island nestled on the middle of a peaceful, deep blue lake. The island was a safe distance away from intruders, but was close enough to spark my imaginations. We were all looking forward to settling into our rooms in the hotel, located on the bank of the lake. Immediately after the car stopped, we were outside stretching our exhausted legs and inhaling the fresh air. We were all very excited the next morning, because it was the day that we would be completing the final part of the journey. Soon, we would be fulfilling the dream that we had been dreaming about since two years. After hours of traveling, the atmosphere had started to change. I could no longer hear or see any birds in the sky, probably because of the cold. We reached our final destination, Hotel De Platz, at exactly midday.
I changed my thinking about dreams. I was awarded a trophy for my bravery and quick thinking. From other people's point of view, the golden trophy is a mark of my bravery, but to me, the trophy represents my awareness but I would have given that trophy back if only I could have Silver but maybe it was my childishness. Although the trophy stands significantly in the glass cupboard, the message it carries has been deeply carved into my heart where it will stay forever, and so will Silver. I had always thought of myself as a "boring person" who did the most boring things and who would never fall in love but I was wrong. I used to think that my life was like a bittersweet symphony, similar to the words of a sad song, where the words have no meaning. My life had always been like a pointless existence in my view. This sad experience taught me that merely to exist is not enough. Life must have a purpose; a meaning; a reason. Life must take in dreams of hope. From that day, I decided what my goal of life would be. The realization of the value of life inspired me to become a doctor and help save other people's valuable lives. I guess I gained something from this journey...but not what I really wanted. ?? ?? ?? ?? Fahmi Ally GCSE ENGLISH JEMIMA
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