Finding My Mermaid Magic It was a hot and sunny Friday afternoon in Aruba. There was a Surf for Breast Cancer event going on at the beach and I was asked to surf in it because i’m one of the top surfers in my division. The competition started at 3:30 so I got there early to clean my board and practice with my bestfriends, Venus and Malani. Venus was a short redhead with green eyes and she loved to take pictures on the beach and post them while Malani was more on the shy side. Malani was average sized with golden skin, curly dark brown hair, and loved animals.
Like time had stopped yet moving so fast. The words I spoke felt unreal and the steps I took felt non-existent. I looked ahead of me and all I could see was white sand and the beautiful ocean rubbing up against it. My friends and I put down our towels to go swim. Sydney, my friend, and I went into the water first.
After the time spent with the Phoenicians, Odysseus made his way home as quickly as possible. Traveling in a small boat, that was a gift from King Alcinous, at the fastest speed possible, foregoing all thoughts of adventures and any other side quests that he might do on the way. The waves rocked the tiny craft back and forth, the blue water frothing against the prow. After hours of staring into the distance, a giant wave from the port side caught Odysseus’ attention. He turned the small boat towards the wave to avoid capsizing, after riding the wave for a few minutes, it dissipated and he turned back towards Ithaca and went on his way.
When I was asleep I had a dream about being at the beach with my friends and we were all surfing and having a good time. I noticed behind the waves that were crashing, there was a big wave coming into shore. I wanted to catch the wave badly as it was the biggest one of the day. I started paddling on my boarding, then suddenly I felt the momentum of the wave carry me. I stood up on my board and pulled into the barrel, then suddenly I woke up.
They complain about their hangovers from the previous night of drinking. Neddy feeling young, happy, and energetic decides that he will swim home on this beautiful day. 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.
She then goes on to trade her voice with the evil sea-witch in exchange for human legs. Ultimately, Ariel is with the prince, but this was at the expense of leaving her friends, family and world behind. This may not have seemed obvious while watching the movie, but Ariel had changed her entire personality to be with Eric. She used to have a passion for exploring the ocean for human culture, and swam to many places far from her home. This all changed after she met Eric, and her curiosity became nothing else but to seek a kiss from the
She was even more comfortable and attracted to him than before the wedding. “Now she knew the real reason she had traveled across the ocean It was to be here, in this place, at this very instant...And for that brief moment, Taro did not even seem to exist” (32). Because of Hana’s love for Kiyoshi, she has betrayed Taro and committed a sin that strictly goes against their religion. One morning, Kiku walked in and told Hana that Kiyoshi had contracted influenza and that he is desperately ill. “In the instant she heard of Yamaka’s illness, however, Hana forgot every good intention of the past. ‘Kiku, I must go to him,’ she said.
Dusk fell upon me while I drifted across the sea; I was alone, as my men upset Lord Helios, disobeyed me, and paid the price for their wrong doings. As I drifted along the salty sea, my eyes rested upon a radiant island, shielded by rocks. I frantically swam toward the glorious isle, limbs moving feverishly, using all of my strength to get there. But I fear my struggles had infuriated Poseidon further, as I was tossed away by the tempestuous waves created by only him. When the waves hit me, my body fell limp, leaving me susceptible to the will of the salty crests.
They reacted to my self-pity with gracious apologies and kind words. Another one joined the conversation in asking what sport I was training for. Once I told them my sport was beach volleyball, the burly men went on to rave about how much fun that must be and how great it must feel for the sand to seep between my toes, and how I get to be in the shining sun all day. Again, I retorted by complaining about the sun, the hot sand, my blistered feet and sprained ankle. They listened and showed great empathy as I protested their positivity and wallowed in my own self pity.
As for the water symbolism Edna is simply returning to where she first “awakened” so to speak. Where she first became aware of the restraints in her life. She returns there because it was swimming out so far that she first felt free and joyful by being “daring and reckless.” (47) By returning to the ocean to die she is returning to this “feeling of exultation” (47) because she hasn’t been able to feel it again. The small acts of independence don’t give her the joy like she expected and she loses hope they ever