Harsh morning light invaded his eyes blinding him. When they readjusted he saw an ocean sprawled out in front of him. The gentle waves crashed down on the white sand rhythmically. He found it mesmerizing. It had been a while since he had time to appreciate nature's beauty.…
Crash! My cousin rode her bike into a bush on accident and fell off. She got up quickly and brushed it off. “Hurry! We have to leave!…
(62)Fire and Ice. Haines pond. A large pond, two acres. Saturday, April 14, 1962, opening day of trout fishing season. I was running.…
Everyone did something different this spring break. Therefore, I think this mini vacation has been the first in five years I’ve done exciting things. My mom ,Erika, and her sister ,Myrna, said that they wanted to Tampico’s beach this spring break ,and how we both families can bond at the Maevan’s resort. On FRiday, we got on the train and it took my family to Tampico ,and when we got there our rooms and so as the beach. We put on our swimsuits and we strageth to the beach.…
Leaving all my belongings behind, I head straight to the sea and paddle for the giant’s causeway where the waves looked clean. I become in an intense combined state of euphoria, peace, presence and excitement; it’s kind of like time ceases. Paddling out wasn’t as hard as I thought. But before I get to too relaxed, a large set breaks on the shallow sand bank. I was just caught on the inside.…
There I was sitting in an old 2006 Honda Odyssey driving up to my cottage on Lake Michigan. I had already been in the car for 4 hours and I was only halfway done with my journey. I didn’t know if I was going to survive. I was already missing my Lucy (my dog), and I had to live without for a week while the ferocious neighbors took care of her.…
I could hear the dark rumble of the waves crashing over the shore, and the shrieking screams of children playing in the water. My feet massaged themselves, and the toasty sand crept over my skin. It felt like a daydream. Umbrellas perched everywhere, sticking themselves into the beautiful, white sand. Seagulls hovered themselves over the the scene, occasionally taking a rest, and would peck at…
It was a bright and sunny day and the time of year when we went to Shelbyville. This year my parents decided that I could take a friend so I chose Thomas Cahill. We picked up Thomas, got into the car, and started driving down to Lake Shelbyville. We had a boisterous ride down talking, laughing, listening to music, and planning what affairs we would do. “I can’t wait to go boating,” said Thomas, “Me too,” I said.…
As I swished the paddle through the lake and back up, I felt the warm sunshine against my face, and cold little sprinkles of water on my hand, it felt as if someone sprinkling a salt shaker on my hand. I looked up from the water to see the air filled with beautiful green trees staring back at me. I could just smell the aroma of bushy pines. I could hear the voices of other kids and parents talking. I looked back down at Glendale lake and saw a bundle of small gray fish swimming through the clear water, and happy birds chirping a soft melody.…
Life was so easy back then, and now we took it for granted. I went with my instinct and run to the beach. There weren’t many people there. I couldn’t find my family. “MOM!”…
The day seemed to drag on and on, as I waited, counting down the days to California. It was a humid, sunny afternoon down at the Alton pool, where I usually spend most of my summer days working as a lifeguard. Today was very different than most…. And maybe the reason why was because it was my last day of work before I flew off to the big L.A. Most days at the pool the time went by slower than any I have ever known, with the scorching hot sun burning my skin, and little kids yelling at their friends telling each other secrets or what they want to play next.…
Buchanan, 1 Camilia Buchanan Mrs.Stevens Immigrant Experience 17, February , 2017 Across the sea Gliding across the sea I enjoyed my little spot away from the crowds of the lower levels. I basked in the red ball of heat, the sun, while the wind carried my hair creating small messy waves. The smell of the sea made me feel at ease as I leaned across the railing closing my eyes ever so slightly. Coming from Poland I had never travelled across water until we had gotten a letter from a cousin whom I had not met, reciently she had left Germany, her home, in travel to America. America, the land of oppourtnity they called it.…
During April of 2015, I stepped out of the car and onto the beach for the first time in Destin, Florida; the salty sea stung my nose as I breathed in a refreshing breath of briny air. The first step onto the sand was like a bed of blankets; soft and comfortable. The way the white sand glided onto my feet and squished between my toes felt like heaven. The waves were singing a delicate lullaby, pulling me closer to them. As I walk towards the ocean with the warm sand beneath my feet, the cold waves lap at my ankles, as if they want to take me away.…
Anna Maria Florida It was a hot, humid Sunday in Anna Maria Florida. We were going to the beach with the 3 other families that went with us. It was about a five minute walk from our house we rented to the beach, which really felt like five hours because I was really excited. Once we FINALLY got there my friends and I decided to take our shoes off and find a perfect spot in the white hot sand to set up of chairs and umbrella. We took our clothes off because our swim suits were underneath and sprinted to the clear blue ocean.…
We finally had reached our destination Destin, Florida. My little brother is so excited to see the water, he runs through the screen door that goes out on our balcony. At first I was a little frightened by the endless amounts of blue water. The waves would come in huge and loud crashing onto the beach. The fisherman boats would be a small speak in a distant on their way out to catch fish.…