Personal Narrative Essay: My Love For The Beach

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I was born in Boca Raton near the beach, moved to Jupiter and lived near the beach, then moved to Jacksonville Beach. I have always lived in Florida within proximity of the beach, 5 miles distance at most. My love for the beach and all sensations associated with it is so immense and only grows with time. Certainly I can classify myself as a beach bum – racing to the beach nearly every day with my skimboard, body board, and my heart full of excitement. I don’t know what you envision when you hear the word ‘beach,’ but I like to think I have a one-of-a-kind mindset when it comes to the subject. When I hear the word ‘beach,’ I first think of the welcoming salty smells of the ocean air that always greet me before I set foot on the beach. Then, the healing sensation presented by the mother-like embrace of the warm ocean. Lastly, I think of the continuous sounds and sights of the ocean reaching out toward shore and retracting as if it’s trying to reach toward me and bring me closer to it.
When I was growing up in Jupiter, I didn’t have much to do, so I would spend all of my time at the beach. I soon found myself thinking persistently about the beach as if it were a phenomenal wonder of the world. All of my friendships revolved around the beach. There had not been a single friend who I had not brought to the …show more content…

The kind greeting of warm ocean air that welcomes you as you come to the beach. The ambient sound of seagulls squawking to each other as they soar overhead. The smell of the nearby restaurants cooking and smoking various meats. The sight of the uneven surface of the ocean glimmering and sparkling in the sunlight. The feeling of the soft sand under your feet and the warm water rushing against your ankles as you stand in the water. The faint taste of the salt in the air and the much more distinct taste of salt in the water. There are many more sensations I could describe, but the list is nearly

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