They took off to that lake outside of their house. They already have their swimsuits on they noticed they had forgotten the sunscreen. Aleshia went to the sunscreen while Markus played with his toys in the sand. So she came back and put sunscreen all over Markus and herself.
He feels like an explorer swimming across all the pools in his county. He begins to think about all the pools and all his friends that lie ahead. An innocent beginning and very similar when compared to The Lottery. It is a sunny, summer day on the morning of June 27th. Blooming flowers and green grass conjures a beautiful serene setting.
Then, I get a mouthful of water. As I emerged spluttering, I spot the competition way ahead of me, steamrolling through the water. I proceeded to dash through the wall of water as if there was a shark behind me. As I approach the turn to hurtle back to my starting point, I pulled a little too
Playfully dancing through the waters, bashfully approaching swimmers, clumsily squashing into the glass when taken from their oceanic homes, one can 't help being captivated by the social and charismatic West Indian Manatee. My own fascination with the trichechus manatus, or sea cow, as I like to call it, began in the second grade. It 's difficult to pinpoint the exact moment and cause for this obsession, though something tells me it had a great deal to do with the manatee-shaped mailbox I passed daily on my walk to school, and even more to do with the manatee 's wise eyes, paddle-like flippers and rotund bodies. Could anyone help loving such a gentle beast? I certainly couldn 't!
One time I felt scared of a situation or someone was when I was 8 years old and I was in the lake. I thought I could swim and I went to the deep. I got scared, because I could not touch the ground. And I started drowning and trying to get up. Water started getting in my nose and then, my dad swam towards me, because he was in the water few distance away from me.
Feeling like he was just playing with me and didn’t even care about what was happening, I ran off. I decided to run to the beach since that seemed to be my happy place and I met up with Venus and Malani. I started talking to them about the conversation my uncle and I had when suddenly I noticed ripples in the water that was near me. I heard the same thing that I had heard underwater earlier. I looked down and it was a medium sized dolphin with blue eyes and glittery stars by its eyes.
This inspired myself to try out the sport. I began swimming when I was four years old, and I soon had a newfound passion. The adrenaline rush of racing was a feeling like no other. So, I continued the path of swimming up to the current date. Now it almost seems like an essential part of my life.
Organized stupidity I read this small story from a commencement speech in 2005 to Kenyon College by a reputed writer David Foster Wallace. ‘There are these two young fish swimming along and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says “morning boys! How’s the water?” and the two young fish swim on for a bit , and then eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes “What the hell is water?”’
“It’s a scuber driver!” I exclaimed pointing to the scuba diver in my textbook. We both started laughing, and by we, I mean my friend Catherine and I. We had this inside joke, we would walk each other to our classes. I called her my Uber Driver, but since it was a scuba diver, I thought of Scuber Driver.
Our first hour and I have already consumed about a quart of the saltiest, salt-water I have ever tasted. I finally got the hang of it when our teacher related it to gymnastics. Everyone got the hang of it by then. We were all having fun and games until we saw a silver fin braking the surface of the water. The lifeguards went insane but unfortunately Emma didn't see the shark, and I surfed by her and yelled," Emma shark!!
When you 're a kid you would never think of almost dying at sesame place, but that 's exactly what happened to me. As my family and I entered the park, my eyes grew with amazement as I looked around me. There were zooming roller coasters, families laughing, toddlers running around with a sugar high from all the cotton candy they ate, and especially the terrifying, enormous, gray and blue water slide, I looked at the slide with fear and excitement in my eyes. I knew right then and there that I was going to go on that slide no matter the consequences. “Mom, Moooooommmm!”
I could not imagine going on the monstrous roller coaster called Hollywood Rip Ride Rockit at Universal Studio in Florida . I thought as I stood at the gate to the coaster swallowing hard as the many huge loops scared me. My dad and I stood there as he looked at me with an expression saying let's go on it, but I could not be sure, and then I got my answer. “ Hey Tobin do you want to go on the roller coaster ?” My dad asked as his face blew up with happiness.