Operation Mickey

There I was, your average teenager with a chip on his shoulder the size of a small mountain, at the head of the Christmas parade in Disney Land, being cheered at by hundreds of random guests. The feeling of their applause wash over me and the glint of the light filling my every pore with the ecstasy that is the attention of others... What? You don't beleive me? Well, suit yourself, but I suppose this whole thing will become a little more clear if I give you a wider view of what happened.

Me and my family had gone to Disney Land in order to experience the so called "happiest place on earth" insofar that is could be called. So far it had only lived up to being one of the cleanest. Nothing have so much as a spec of dirt, even the garbage looked suprisingly clean for being what it was. We had meandered through the city sized chain of fun lands for everal days by this point and had attained a general sense of where we were.

Since it was christmas eve were went to the Disney Theme Park. After nearly 10 hours of wandering through the various lands, futureland and new orleans square were by far the best, we made our way to the main street for the parade. The floats that went by were illuminated by thousands of lights covering every square inch of the surface. Near the end a park worker came out to ask us tp cheer for Mickey's arival. Me being the snot nozed kid I was booed. I have a rather loud voice, due to playing the tuba for several years, and so it carried over the other's for the man to hear.

I was brought out as an example, so that the other could boo me like I booed Mickey. I waved and smiled back at their angry faces; it seems that they could turn rather viscious when their favorite mouse is insulted. Because of not being embarressed I was put onto the main float to be booed their as well, but by this point the people had lost interest and had gone back to cheering, and the worker had no opportunity to get me off the float. I was able to ride through the park alongside mickey being cheered by the crowed. Though at the end of the ride I ended up having to search for my parents for half an hour.