Underwater, I can’t breath, I can’t see, my lungs are burning. Welcome to Hawaii, one of the most desired vacation spots. Everything is gorgeous, the weather is perfect, the landscape is spectacular, and the Ocean is breathtaking, especially in the inside. Under the sea, which is supposedly the best according to Sebastian. He could not be more wrong, at least in my case. Unless the top sight everyone is dying to see is sand shooting at speeds that would get it a ticket or the beautiful salt water that is forcing itself into both eyes. How did I get to this point, struggling to survive, hoping the Ocean gets tired of me so I can take a breath and pray that it has enough mercy to leave me where I have the strength to swim to shore where my …show more content…
Everything was great until the one fateful wave. That wave, that one wave, the one that changed everything. My feet are swept from under me. Swirling around under the waves that were just caressing my body meekly a few seconds ago. I am powerless to the strength of the ocean. This was beginning to be a Hawaiian roller coaster that I definitely did not want to ride anymore. I am shot back to the reality of where I was. The sand that was so smooth and friendly before was now my worst enemy. It is everywhere, on my face, scraping my body against the rough floor of the sea. I felt the different waves pulling me in different directions like two dogs playing tug-of-war, eventually the bigger dog won and I am being catapulted out to sea. A sharp seashell threw itself at me in the midst of the chaos, like those kids that only do something because everyone else is. Wasn’t I just like that? That was the whole reason I was in this situation in the first place. Thoughts of earlier in the hot tub suddenly popped into my mind. Me and some of my other siblings were messing around in the pool, going underwater and using my ever prepared sister, Brittany’s stopwatch to see who could stay under the longest. I could only hold my breath for thirty seconds. What if the water held me hostage longer than that? What if this was truly the end. How ironic, I
American Hawaii Hawaii is known for its beautiful beaches, it’s nice year-round weather, and its culture. Thousands of vacationers come to Hawaii each year to get away from the stressful city and relax. But do they know how cruel the Americans were to the natives? Do they know how we corrupted their culture and their religion? Do they know how Hawaii really became a state? Probably not. When most people think of Hawaii, they think of happy Hawaiian babes hula dancing and palm trees swaying in the warm breeze. Hawaii has still held on to many of their traditions although they were invaded by Americans. But you have to go to a museum to see their old way of life. Hawaii is now populated mostly by Americans.
This scenery of Hawaii look like a paradise. I want to start with the beach smells fresh a like new ocean air freshener spray. The pure sand is so hot that when you walk on it after swimming in the sea, you feel that you walk on a burning potatoes. Not far from the seashore, you can see the beautiful huge palm trees. They dances as oriental dancers in the air by the strong wind. In a distance, there are a beautiful small houses on the water, so you can always see the endless blue ocean. The people resting here are talking, laughing with interesting, funny discussions, children are playing on the burning sand, for example: are making the towers from sand and he others are relaxing on the seashore for sunbathing. Next, there are many modern ships
The moment occurred and I felt a rush: a rush of terror and adrenaline. I was having fun then the next minute I heard the screaming from my sister. Feeling the beads of sweat drip down my neck I’m not sure if it’s the heat or the fear. The next few minutes felt like a lifetime from hearing my sister cry out to acting out a scene from Baywatch. I looked into the crashing waves to see Silus, a young boy of only seven years, in the water and knowing though we were only five feet away from the lifeguard zone I had to be the one to save him. I sprinted down the beach and plunged into the rough waters. Fighting the treacherous waves, swimming to the young boy, and raising him above the waves crashing overhead. I drag myself and the boy out of the water placing him onto the warm sand. I check to make sure the boy was unharmed, assisting him with clearing the saltwater out his
A ticket to anywhere would be extremely nice. I would want a ticket to the glorious state of Hawaii. I am always hearing of how vivid and vibrant the place is. From the oceans, to the volcanoes, and the rituals, it all seems very interesting and fun. The weather is always good, warm and sometimes a small breeze. There are so many cultures on the island as well.
and about 60 Japanese, (although it is tough to figure out how many Japanese), people
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
When people plan to attend Hawaii they think of beautiful beaches, great exotic food, and the smell of wonderful flowers never before smelt. That is exactly what they get, from turquoise blue water to skyscraping palm trees Hawaii has so many exotic things to see. Also all the great smells of Hawaii from the wild fruit to the roasted pig on the beach Hawaii definitely brings to mind one thing happiness. In Hawaii there are many things that bring happiness to mind such as the extravagant smells, not to mention the beautiful sights, and most of all the spectacular taste in the exquisite food they have in Hawaii.
is that we have 50 completely diferent states, and Hawaii is one state that displays this difference perfectly. The first thing that makes Hawaii different is its island geography. Hawaii is the only United State that is an eyesland there are actually 137 total islands. Of all the islands there are eight main ones that people live on. Another feature of Hawaii being special is that it was made by volcanoes. Due to some of these volcanoes being active there are frequent earthquakes on the islands. There is one volcano that is currently active with flowing lava and makes Hawaii’s land size larger every day. The final interesting detail about Hawaii is its climate. Since it is located in the
American tourism to Hawaii has increased by 14.2 percent in just two years. This dramatic increase in tourism seems to be a beneficial boost for Hawaii's economy; however, the increasing rate of tourism is harming the native people of Hawaii. While the Hawaiian economy is experiencing one of its most fruitful years, the native Hawaiian people are suffering from job loss, poverty, depression, and an overall "cultural destruction" (Trask 260). Haunani-Kay Trask uses rhetoric to discuss these harmful effects in her essay "Tourist, Stay Home" in order to persuade her readers into believing that tourism can actually be a bad thing for an economy. On the other hand, in his article "Surf's Up for the Economy in Hawaii," Jim
I run into the water and tumble into the waves. I feel them strongly hitting against me,I see my sister riding against the rough waves. I taste the salty sea water I got itchy sand all over I stood up just to be knocked back over.
Outside the window it is storming and raining . I can hear the storm outside it grows louder as I try to sleep,but also I kind of enjoy the sounds that nature is giving me.Suddenly I jerk myself awake and find that I am sweating and on the floor. I say outloud, “I wish i were somewhere nicer like Hawaii ”.
Before Hawai’i became the island it is today with constant struggles between nature and development, it was a series of volcanic eruptions and once the volcano was able to reach the surface it became land. When Hawai’i was discovered it was found by the natives from Marquesas and when they found the islands they were able to witness a habitat lush with its own plants, waterfalls, springs, and animals. So how was it that hawai’i was able to develop itself without the aid of humans, although some would like to sum up the island's efforts to magic. The creation of Hawai’i’s habitat was done a natural way and developed over the years. Above the island is fast moving air currents known as the Jet Stream which moves along the world, this Jet Stream picks up particles. And every year
She looked up at one of the biggest waves and just sighed at the look of it. "Yeah, Dad, we practiced all right... At lower tides.". She picked up her board (Which seemed heavier from all the anxiety) and lunged into the stampeding ocean. She spat out some salty water that had entered her mouth and began to paddle deeper into the vast sea. Her eyes launched side-to-side as she'd learned to use great caution while doing this. She searched for a couple of minutes before seeing the perfect wave. She turned her board around and began to push her surfboard rapidly forward. The wave picked her board up and before she knew it, she was above it. Amber carefully got up and stood on the board as the tide slowly decreased in height. Her confidence was boosted, As though she felt like she was on top of the world! Amber felt the warm breeze of air brush through her face as she smiled with delight. However, this feeling will not last long. Soon after this happened, Amber placed her foot on the wrong spot and slipped into the iciness bellow her. Amber began to panic and she now bloodshot eyes was trying to look for a way back up.
The waves gently tug you further along. You offer no resistance nor caution. In seconds everything goes wrong. The waves begin to feel like smothering hands, gripping your ankles; upon looking down- the waters seem to form circular chain-like grips upon your ankles.
My father was a lifeguard, but not in my lifetime, so maybe loving the ocean was in our blood. As children we grew up in Brooklyn and we would go to Riis Park for our day at the beach. One very distinct memory is of my father as he stood waist deep in the ocean with my brother and sister; the waves periodically lifted and dropped them in the water at his side. Waist deep for my father meant it was well over my head so I remained a safe distance (or so I thought) behind them. Suddenly, a wave appeared and and before I could turn and rush to the shoreline the ocean attacked. I found myself in a world of foam, pockets of air allowed me to breathe as I was tossed about like