THE BEST FIELD TRIP I HAVE EVER HAD

Written by: The Learning Legends: Mustafa Aree, Land, Salam and Zardasht – 7C

In the middle of a busy city, there was a small amusement park called Wonderland Grove. It wasn’t the biggest or most exciting park, but people who visited knew it was special. The magic of Wonderland Grove wasn’t just in the rides—it was in how it made people feel. As soon as you walked in, you could smell caramel popcorn, cotton candy, and hot pretzels in the air. Laughter and music filled the park, and there were bells ringing from the carnival games. The whole place seemed alive with fun and happiness. It was like stepping into another world where everyone smiled and forgot about their problems.

The park’s main attraction was the Whirligig Ferris Wheel, a giant wheel covered in colorful lights. You could see it glowing from far away, and at night, it lit up the sky. The Ferris wheel wasn’t the fastest or tallest, but it didn’t need to be. Every time you rode it, the view from the top was incredible. You could see the whole park below—people crashing bumper cars into each other and kids riding on swan boats in the small river that curved through the park. Everyone waved to each other as they floated by. All around the park, there were fun things to do. Small stalls sold ice cream, lemonade, and bright toys that sparkled in the sun. People moved at a relaxed pace, enjoying the park’s calmness as much as its fun. It was a place where families could spend the whole day, just walking around, trying new rides, and sharing snacks. The workers at the park were always cheerful, waving and chatting with visitors. It seemed like no one ever had a bad day at Wonderland Grove. But the most peaceful place in the park was called Dreamland Gardens.

It was a quiet corner tucked away from the noise, almost hidden unless you knew where to find it. Dreamland Gardens was different from the rest of the park—it wasn’t about rides or games, but about relaxing.

When you walked in, you passed under an arch covered in flowers and vines, and the path inside was lined with glowing lanterns that hung from the trees. The lights flickered softly, creating a warm, magical feeling. The garden was full of flowers, trees, and benches where people could sit and relax. There was even a small fountain in one corner, its water making a peaceful sound as it splashed down. Families came here to rest after a busy day in the park, and couples often walked through the gardens, holding hands and enjoying the quiet. Even the kids who played here seemed calmer, speaking in soft voices as if they didn’t want to disturb the peace.

One of the oldest workers in the park, Mr. Franklin, had been working there since it opened many years ago. He loved telling people about the early days of Wonderland Grove. Back then, the park wasn’t very big—just a few simple rides and games. But people still loved it because it was a place where they could spend time together.

Over time, more rides were added, but the feeling of the park never changed. It always stayed a place where people came to make memories. As the day went on and the sun started to set, the park would take on a new kind of magic. The sky would turn shades of pink and orange, and all the lights in the park would glow even brighter. The Ferris wheel’s lights could be seen from miles away. At night, there was always a parade that moved through the park, with dancers and performers dressed in glowing costumes. The music was loud and exciting, and everyone gathered to watch the show, cheering and clapping as it passed.

For most visitors, Wonderland Grove wasn’t just an amusement park. It was a place where people came to relax, have fun, and spend time together. Families who visited the park once often came back, year after year. Wonderland Grove was more than just rides and games—it was a place filled with memories and happiness. Even after leaving, people, including my schoolmates and I,  would always remember the magic they found there.