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  • Essay / Personal Account of Disneyland - 1091

    We reached the queue and it seemed quite long. I suggested that maybe we should come back, but the others didn't want to lose our place in line. Then my mom had this brilliant plan. She told us she would be right back and disappeared into the crowd. After a while, Mickey Mouse appeared in the line. He came up to us, leaned down and whispered, “Hey guys!” It's me ! in my mother's voice. “I stole the Mickey Mouse costume from his locker room. Follow my example. Alright, boys and girls! OUT OF THE WAY! » » my mother called in Mickey's voice. Surprisingly, it was perfect. We all looked at each other, confused, but shrugged our shoulders and followed Mickey Mom to the front of the line. “Here are Mickey’s special guests!” she said to the person working the ride. “I insist that they pass next. Oh my God ! The worker looked confused for a moment, then turned to the other Cast Members and said, "Well, you heard it." » We climbed into the log and I sat behind Sarah. The seats were wet and the water inside the log was slapping against my ankles. Surprisingly, the only one to get completely soaked during the ride was Row. Everyone seemed to have just a little