On Thanksgiving in 2007 my dad and I went to Connecticut to visit my grandparents. It was the first time I ever went somewhere out of the state. It was a great experience for me. Flying on a plane for the first time amazed me. Also, my grandparents bought me a baton because I used to march in the parades, but while I was playing with it I hit myself in the face and started crying so my grandma gave me a wooden spoon to play with. This was an important event because we created many family memories.