When I go on a train I like looking out the window and seeing everything whiz past like I’m in a missile, not a toy but a real one, or like a cheetah chasing it’s prey.

                 I like hearing the sound of the wheels against the tracks, "ch-ch-ch-ch" and the whistle,  "toot-toot".

                  I like the feeling when the train screeches to a stop or starts moving forward. I like the feeling of the train going "bumpity-bumpity-bumpity".

                I like when I ride in one with my Grandmama and she trades seats because she can’t ride backwards or she gets a headache. I can ride backwards.

                 I like going to sleep on a train and "rocking-rocking-rocking" all night long. I like waking up and seeing someplace new. I like the hot tea on the train and playing cards with my friends "shuffle-shuffle-shuffle". Lastly, I like hearing the conductor yelling, “All aboard.”

            I like all these things while I look out seeing everything whiz past like I’m in a missile.