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The under water world
By Ella McNair Imagine seventy million soccer pitches, that's the size of where I'm about to scuba dive for the next hour. My sweaty body is making my wet suit stick to me. Glaring into the warm, tropical ocean makes me want to jump straight in. The speed boat stops. The instructor turns around.' You can go now' he announces to my family and I. I look around nobody seems to be moving. I count to three in my head.' Splash '. The water is so warm and clear. I kick with the gear that was so cumbersome on land feels like a feather under the water.
The deeper I go the more colours I see. One thousand and five hundred different types of fish. Yellow ones. Blue ones. Purple ones..As I kick effortlessly I come across a giant ship wreck like one you would see in a movie. It's covered in rust and looks like it's been there for centuries. I swim away. Passing by the submarine that has older people in it.
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I grasp onto to the boats edge. I look up like I'm a lost puppy. The instructed pops his head out of the boat. He helps me onto to the boat. 'I got stung by a jelly fish' I exclaim. He whips out a credit card and a bottle of vinegar. He pours it on to my leg. Scratches a credit card against it. He looks up. 'You can go now'. I stare down at him. 'Bye', he snaps. I don't speak. I peer over the edge of the boat. Look back. And jump. I come across my brother Jack. We start to mess around making faces at each either. All of a sudden the sea became darker. We both looked up. To see what everybody could ever want to see. A pod of dolphins. We stare up. Watching them leap out of the water and dive back down. Our watch begins to beep and vibrate. Our times up. We take one last look around the Great Barrier Reef. That was such a thrill to do and we bring our selfs to the top of the water and climb on to the boat. We speed back to shore. I couldn't believe that all of what happened to me and what I saw happened in a
I smiled to myself and decided that I would go join in. With that, I took a huge deep breath and jumped into the salty water. The water was cool and refreshing; I felt it slide through my hair making it sway in the water. I swam deeper and deeper into the deep blue water. Sunlight streamed through it, lighting up the water around me turning it to gold. I kicked harder and I felt my muscles surge with strength and I pushed further. My lunges began to burn for the need of oxygen, but I refused to go up. I repeatedly told myself just a little bit longer. Until I was unable to proceed anymore without more air in my lungs, I swam to the top of the water taking a huge breaths, filling my lungs with air. I could then taste the salty water as it ran down my face and dripped over my lips. Just then I thought, I will never forget this moment, this place, or the experiences I felt while visiting
The cold, salty water hits my lungs, and I finally admit to myself that I'm drowning. My last breath explodes into a hundred watery bubbles. They escape toward the surface, leaving me behind. I kick even harder but I'm not going anywhere.
As I took another stride towards the Caribbean Sea, the hot, fine, white sand snuck in between my toes. The break of the turquoise ocean crashed and the warm salty water splashed on my recently sunscreened legs causing pellets of water to slide down my slick shins. I stepped into the ocean and goosebumps ran up my body. The gentle waves and delicate tide surrounded me. I slipped under and let the salty water cover me, and the only sounds I could hear was the faint chatter of my family who was above the surface, and the slight movement of the everlasting ocean.
My feet make a deep, loud, knocking sound as I slowly walk up the wooden stairs, slick with water. The lifeguard on duty hands me a blue life jacket and I slip it over my black and teal bathing suit.
I was one of the first people to jump into my inflatable duckie, but I was one of the last to get on the river. Once I launched into the river I looked all around me to see the shores covered in pointy trees that were trying to impale anyone who dared go near them. Out of nowhere I hit a rock under the waves, but it was too late and I lost all control of my boat and fell face first into the river. After hitting the water I realized really how cold and dark the water was I started to try to swim to the surface, but it felt like I had cinder blocks attached to my feet weighing me down. SPLASH, I got to the surface in time to grab my slippery oar and jumped onto my boat. I was shaking from the cold water, and had a taste of salty muggy water in my mouth, which I was desperately trying to get out. I quickly paddled in my boat to get back to the group so I wouldn’t be left behind. While paddling I was looking all around at the massive evergreen trees standing on the shore as if they were columns of a old building, the sky as a large blue ocean, and the birds chirping as if they were fans in the stadium at a football game. Breaking the tranquility of the moment was one of the people in the group with me yelping as they fell off their boat down a cold two foot drop in the
No one else except for my friend sitting next to me seemed to notice that the raft in front of us was stopped. As we got closer we heard them shouting something, but no one could understand them over the sound of the water clashing against the rocks. We kept approaching, getting closer and closer, and out of nowhere we saw something bobbing up and down in the water – all I could tell was that it was bright orange. It only took a few seconds to realize that it was someone holding onto their life jacket was latched on a rock, and right behind him was a small waterfall that was trying to suck him in. We got closer and I realized that I would be closest to him as we passed, but I would not be able to reach him with my arms. I reached out as far as I could with my paddle, yelling at him to grab it. I was not even the one in the water, and yet it was still one of the scariest moments of my life when he let go of the life jack in order to reach for my paddle. He grabbed it as tightly as he could and my friend next to me helped me pull him in. Everyone else was trying to slow down the raft so that he could get pulled in before we went down the waterfall, and thankfully, due to everyone’s straining effort, we were able to accomplish just that. The look of relief on his face said it all,
“M’am, you and your children should proceed and get yourself to safety on the next lifeboat.”, he said.
I shout to them to go faster, and after what seems like forever, we are all ready to go into the water. Breaking out in a sprint, I am the first one to reach the seaside. Diving in, I can instantly taste the salt of the ocean. I feel the coolness of the water, which sends an amazing sensation through my body. The ocean water feels like the first bite of mint gum, strong and cool.
I can see the greyish big and small stingrays brush up against the side of the boat with their bodies. The tour guides were telling how to hold the stingrays and how not to step on them and I almost couldn't even listen because I was frightened out of my head. The rest of my family walking in front of me as i slowly traveled behind them to the ladder to get off the boat. I was climbing down the ladder to get to the water and the waves were pretty strong but not too bad as i got completely in the
The sun is beating down on the water with immense heat, bringing its temperature higher and higher every hour. I can see bass jumping left and right from the shore. My father and I decide to launch the boat around mid-day. It takes ten minutes to get the boat uncovered and ready to launch. We finally get the boat in the water and set off to our favorite spots. These spots are usually the stumps in the middle, or the shallow areas near the back of the lake where there is a lot of cover. The dull hum of the electric motor is all the noise you can hear as the boat glides along in the bath water. The wake of the boat and the breeze in the air are the only disturbances on the surface of the water. I feel the sweat drip down the side of my face and the back of my neck turning red as the sun glares at me.
Without delay, I sunk right back in the water. My doubts began coming back to me, making me realize I might of been over my head on this one, but I persisted. I reached surface again and began swimming towards the rightmost shore. It wasn’t the best journey, as I kept bobbing in and out of the water, but I managed to reach the shore. The moment I got stood back on my own feet I stood back on them as a new man; I enjoyed the danger I just experienced, besides drinking a hefty amount of lake
We laid down the tape measure and were given sheets to track the certain species we were looking for. It was my turn and I swam with the instructor and pointed out every animal that we had to keep track of. I swam down just to get a better look at the rocky, discolored sand to make sure we weren’t missing an animal that could potentially be hiding from us. After that I went to the surface and it got me. I had been stung by a jellyfish. Surely enough as I looked over there it was. A translucent body with long flowing tentacles. This was the most shocking and painful experience I had ever encountered. Moments later I struggled to swim back to the boat. I was in so much pain at this point, but I finally made it. My instructors were confused because I didn’t say anything, just sat there in
Charlotte and I stand up and look at him annoyed. We follow him ready to drag him back in with us when a huge pool of water splashes at us. Charlotte turns around and starts screaming then runs. I follow her scared with fear.
...mazingly) and we watched the engines start up, with water whirling everywhere below the surface. I ran to the front of the boat to look down into the water and I kept noticing all these little white puffs everywhere. From where I was, they kind of looked like plastic bags floating through the water. I called Kristi and my dad over to see them. As we were watching, these poofy little balls kept appearing out of nowhere, there must have been hundreds. Finally, a really big one floated its way into our line of vision and from the eighth deck we were able to see what they were. Jellyfish! Cute little iridescent balls of cotton.
The smoke was choking me. I could see a faint outline of a face across the deck. It was Tom, my lifelong friend and companion. He was completely surrounded by the bright flames."Tom are you OK!!""Yeah, but the fire has me surrounded!""Tom jump overboard, hurry!""But....but....""Do it quick, hurry!"I hit the surprisingly cold water with a crash.