Death Of A Shark-Personal Narrative

So I did it like 20 more times before finally resting up on the shore. As time passed by, it felt as if we spent the whole day swimming and jumping off a helicopter skydiving. Then the unexpected happen, my best friends Ivan and Nathan decided they wanted to get a go at the bridge. In my head, I knew this was not a good idea. The bridge was skyscraping, towering, mighty, I can’t even think of words to describe it. It was unmatchable and yet they want to jump off it. I tried to convince them not to, worrying that something might go wrong if they did. Quite frankly they didn’t care what I had to say and offered me to jump with them. I was already on the bridge with them and they were on the outside of the rails ready to jump. While all my friends are behind me they wanted to see all three of us jump at the same time. I was scared shitless. But being me I caved in and vaulted right over the rail and stood next to 2 of my best friends as we were about to jump a bridge. I’ve never been more scared in my life, looking down at my feet it looked like the people below me were ants. We stood there for a good 5 minutes contemplating on whether we should jump or not. The longer we sat there the worst it became, we were all trembling with fear. Both Ivan and Nathan had fear in their eyes like I’ve never seen before. I bet they were just as scared as I was. The sun was gleaming at all 3 of us as we stood there in shock and awe. But we had to man up and jump, so we did exactly that. The water was fragile, universe-blue-colour, making it appear like nature’s amphitheatre. At that very moment all 3 of us jumped, the air felt ice cold, it felt as if everything was statue still, like time froze on us. It was peaceful and comfortable, I have never experienced such a unique feeling. As we came racing down we smacked the water and plunged right for the surface gasping for air. It was a feeling that you can’t shake

In the beautiful blue water I grab the rope and swim to the end of it. Then, the boat starts to move so I pull myself up. Now, I was standing on the Wakeboard gliding across the water. Then suddenly there were waves right in front of us, and we were headed straight for them and I said to myself, “ oh crap”. I still was standing when the waves crashed into my board, but the last wave turned my board sideways and my face hit the water very hard and my face felt like it was split apart, and my family said it looked like

My head went back, and my feet popped up. I felt the frigid water seep into my hair, and soak my scalp. I heard my mom’s soft voice trying to keep me calm, and reminding me to keep my bellybutton up to the air as if some puppet master was holding it up by a string. Every time my mom tried to let me float by myself, my feet would begin to sink. It was as if I was a weight on a fishing line pulling it down into the dark abyss. I couldn’t seem to stay relaxed, I was as stiff as a two by four. That fire was still burning my inner forest deep within me. I remember startling myself out of the float, because I did not feel my mom’s hands supporting me anymore. I scrambled for footing on the bottom of the pool floor feeling the rough pool floor slip past my toes a couple times before I got the traction to stand up. I was kind of confused for a moment as I tried to get the water out of my eyes and nose. My family was now all out in the pool area, and I realized the moment I have been dreading for the past few years of my short life was here and I knew it. My family was going to have me jump off the diving board, in hopes that it would dissipate my excruciating fear of water. My heart was beginning to pound through my

The weather was decent, but evening was approaching and it was getting chillier. A lay on my stomach and steady the tube as Noah gets on. We grab on to the handles in front of us and the tube is propelled forward by the boat. We started picking up speed, but it was still easy to stay on the tube. We started reaching speeds of up to forty miles per hour. It was amazing, the water flashed by on either side. We were still going straight but we were ramping off waves. The water splashed in my face every time we went airborne and landed again, but I didn’t care. And then we started turning. We turned right, which was the side I was on. We just let the tube go where it wanted to go, but that was a mistake. The tube came closer to the gigantic wave made by the boat engine. We reamped of the wave, and I knew I was a goner. I began sliding off the tube, and I thought I was gone. Finally my body was flung into the water, but my hands had a firm grip on the handle bars. Uncle ralph slowed down enough so I could pull myself up on the tube. With most of my body soaking wet, and slippery. When we turned again we turned left. This time we tried to lean against the wave. The tactic worked pretty good, but me hit the wave again. Noah was gone in an instant. I look back and he is floating some ways back

In my opinion, people should start to protect the sharks because they have the misunderstanding of it. Most of the people believe sharks are stronger, cruel and evil than the other animals, even humans. In contrast, sharks are less powerful than people thought, it still easy to be captured by the human and be cut off their fins. However, why people misunderstand the sharks? I think this may cause by the media. Because sharks have a negative image in many movies, comics and cartoon. The producer always shapes them like a bloody murder, everyday bully or eat the others marine organisms. Although, sharks have the lovely appearance but constantly be showed them annoying behavior in the cartoon. So, people always associate sharks are wicked which should be killed. It seems media imperceptible to constitute a misconception of sharks in our mind from our childhood. Sometimes, the editor must vilify the sharks because they need to meet the people expectation. Nowadays, if the news only reports how sharks are playful and positive, it cannot draw audience attention. Therefore, the editor needs to exaggerate description of sharks, so this can increase people's fear and the advertiser can gain more money. Besides, we always can see shark fins on many Chinese banquets, which can show off how rich they are. This induces more and more

I am known to be extremely clumsy. With that, it’s expected that I often end up in awkward situations. In the past I have called numerous teachers “Mom,” fallen down while walking up stairs, almost fallen off a cliff; and it can be assured there were many more instances where my embarrassing clumsiness had led me into awkward, sometimes life threatening, situations. One moment that stands out in particular takes place in every marine animal welfare activists’ “favorite” place, Sea World.

I wanted to take that boat out and go tubing for the first time in my life. I was so excited that I even offered to blow up the tube by myself with nothing but my lungs, not knowing we had an air pump. Finally, after what felt like hours of begging like the annoying twelve year old I was, my dad said it was time to go. My sisters and I got our life jackets and wet shirts on, while my baby brother and step mom got on the boat, and my dad sat in the driver’s seat. My sisters and I were on the back on the tube, trying to find the best way to position our arms so we didn’t fall off. My dad turned the key to the boat and suddenly, my excitement turned to sheer panic. What happens if I fall off? What if my sisters fall off? What if there was a lake monster or a really big fish in the water? From that moment on, I was determined to stay on, so I held on to the handles for dear

In the study of the main character Beth in the short story “ The Truth about sharks” can determine that the she is a dynamic character because throughout the story Beth’s personality changes. This is shown throughout the story her character changes as the story progresses from a coward to someone who is willing to stand up for herself. In the story Truth about Sharks by Joan Bauer the main character Beth is a weak willed ,lazy person who is forced to wake up in the morning to do chores and get ready for a party later that day. Wanting to buy clothes for the party hastily puts on messy clothes and is pegged as a troublemaker by the security Guard in the store Mitchell Gails. She is seen walking around the store with unpaid clothes she wanted

We slowly drove out to the faster speed limit part of the lake, once there I was given a small briefing about hand signals. Gracye’s Dad told me, “Thumb down means slower, thumb up means faster, and hand horizontal means perfect.” After the briefing we got our life jackets on and literally jumped from the boat to the tubes which were now almost out of reach, quickly trailing behind the boat. The rope attached to the tube was quicklypulled out very far and was tightly being pulled from behind the boat, me on the biggest tube in the middle and Gracye on the smaller one on the right of me. We got to a moderately fast pace for me and it ended up not being as frightening as I thought it would be. Her Dad had started picking up the speed by this time and I was beginning to get scared. I signaled to have him slow down and he ended up slowing down after five minutes, or so I thought, but he was just winding the boat up for a whip which while happening, I was holding on for dear life and I felt my life flash before my

Personal Response: I read the book Surviving Sharks by Allan Zullo. It was not just about shark attacks. The book contained a different story every chapter with different characters and a different dangerous animal. The book was good and it held my attention throughout the entire book. There was no slow points in the book, which made the book easier to read.

Shark Girl" by Kelly Bingham is a novel written in verse about a girl who loses her arm during a shark attack. After Jane wakes from a coma after having her right arm amputated, she must relearn everything she once knew as she continually questions why this happened to her. "Shark Girl" is a powerful and touching narrative that shares Jane's inner and outer struggles as she adjusts to her new life with only one arm.

“He is plagued by the knowledge that this indifferent creature has not yet been conquered” (Jones 30). Identifying “my whale” was not difficult to do for my whale lives within me. It encompasses my mere existence and can surface at any time. It is Familial Mediterranean Fever (FMF), a genetic disorder for which I carry not one, not two, but three mutations of on my 16th chromosome. Unlike Captain Ahab, alone on his quest to kill Moby Dick, I share my whale with my sister who also has FMF.

I was floating in a vast swimming pool. The world was quiet, simply still. Out of no where the clouds began to darken and my peaceful world turned into a nightmare. For some reason my body started to swim down. I swam and swam until I found a small opening at the bottom of the pool. I went through the portal only to find a large shark coming straight towards me. I turned to swim away, but the walls began to close in on me. I thought this couldn't possibly be real, until I heard the booming sound of my father’s voice saying, “wake up Mackenzie you're going to be late!”

Then, my family and I went to Hershey Park as a birthday gift for me. At the entrance, I saw an enormous light blue and bright yellow water slide that almost looked like half of a tornado. It was a really hot day, the temperature was almost 87 degrees.We walked over to the water section, and I was amazed how big it was, It was like a pool with water slides for gods. My brother told me right away, “We must go on that slide,” and that was the moment I knew I would go on that gigantic water slide, I was relieved because I desperately needed a something to refresh myself, and I was scared. When I was waiting in-line I went up so many stairs, which took a while. Finally, I was where the slide started, My brother’s back was facing the slide and I was facing the slide on the tube. “Shahan, are you ready? ” My brother asked me,

“Wow” I said, amazed with how clear the water is. It was like swimming on glass or even looking through glass. Then we go to the spot I thought is was going to be freezing in the water because back at the beach is was like swimming with ice on you. But as we were getting ready to go in the water with tons of people from the resort had to put on the gear first. First we put on the life jacket, then we put on the goggle and snorkels. I also remember seeing a shark cause the guy yelled to the guy on the other boat because we have a party boat next to us. Then when we went out there and when I got in the water with my luck a shark swam right by us for myI was lucky then he did not come with me cause I would I poop my pants. I think that was the last time I went in the