On my Way to the Philipines With my Dad

Two years ago when I was 7, my dad and me was gonna go to the Philipines. My mom and sister had already gone there. We had to go a few days later. We had to wait for my Philipino passport, so I can go to the Philipines. While we stayed a few days still in Fairbanks, I helped my dad clean the house. My auntie and uncle stayed at our house when we left to go to the Philipines.

When my dad and me got to the airport, my dad had his crutches. They were gray. With his crutches he had something black on his right knee. The black thing on my dad was a cast. It would help my dad's knee a little. My dad had to have crutches and a cast because something went wrong with his knee.

When my dad and me went on the plane, my dad didn't have his crutches. I was thinking one of the lady attendants put it somewhere, but it was in the baggage holder at the top of us. When we landed on Japan or China (I think), I thought we landed on China or Japan because almost everyone in the airport looked Chinese or Japanese, also because the TV that was there spoke Chinese or Japanese, (I think again).

Then I got a wheelchair for my dad. If I didn't my dad might wobble a lot, because he was getting a bit wobbly on his crutches, and having kind've of a hard time on them. A few landings later we were at the Philipines.

When my dad and me went to the hotel my mom and sister was in, my dad told my mom I was helpful with him, and was not too hard headed on the way to the Philipines.