Descriptive Essay About Surfing

Imagine yourself laying on your surfboard in the cool ocean water with the hot sun beating down on you. Surfing is a sport as old as time. Created in 1,000 A.D surfing caught on quick and never left. As surfing grew in popularity, more and more people began competing. By 1930 surfing competitions started but wasn’t popular until 1978 when the first place winner got a cash prize.

After much practice, I decided to join the high school surf team and compete in the high school events. As a freshman, it was very intimidating competing against older girls, but from many talks with my family, I learned to not worry about other girls and to focus on myself. The most important information I was given was not to do my best, but to have fun. With that in mind, I surfed my first high school competition and resulted with a second place. This was one of the most exciting, thrilling, and fun competitions I had ever been in, and I continue to compete in these kinds of competitions today. Surfing is an important sport to me, and though I have won several events and even took home the trophy for first place overall in both longboard and short board for SSS my sophomore and junior year, the accomplishments I have made in my surfing career are not what is most important to me about surfing, but the love for the sport and the fun I have every day that I do this sport, is what is most important to

It was a sunny Friday afternoon when I decided to take my observations with me out into the world. This day happened on my spring break, in the beginning of April, my senior year. As I walked upon the beach the salty, floating breeze of Panama City was enough to make my knees go weak. I looked into the clear blue sky and saw the perfection of life. I took a moment to gaze about what nature has offered to me. Everything on this beach has its own unique feel and it has its own way of making you feel calm and relaxed.

It wasn’t until my sophomore year of high school that a group of seniors first asked me to go surfing. I mean, I’ve lived on an island for 12 years. How could I have not tried surfing? I had this fantasy in my head that it would be the easiest thing in the world. However, it was anything but. Even on the tiny four-foot waves, I could not stand.

She was very strong minded, determined and persistent. Bethany never gave up on her dream of being a professional surfer because she was not afraid anymore. She was not particularly afraid of getting attacked by another shark because she finally conquered her fear of never surfing again.

Bethany shows a great deal of perseverance through her journey. Even with the tragic loss of her arm, she didn’t give up her dream to become a professional surfer. After being discharged from the hospital, Bethany tried more than four times to catch a wave, but finally she prevailed. Her family was ecstatic when she stood on the board

A month after her accident, she was back in the water. She did not let the events that occurred on Halloween deter her from her passion and dream of surfing professionally. Even though she was afraid of sharks, she was more concerned about never doing what she loved again. Despite the fact she could have lost more limbs or even died, if another attack occurred, she continued to surf. Her courage is another trait she possesses that makes her

She persevered. Surfing was Bethany’s passion, her life-long dream. Failing to get back in the water was not an option. Bethany trained hard, hurdling over her life-obstacles and soon was back on her board, competing.

Her parents were passionate about surfing and they passed along their love of the beach to Bethany and her brothers, Noah and Timmy. When Bethany was eight, she joined the competitive surfing circuit. Her whole family became involved in her training. Her dad taught her techniques and surfing tips while her mom, Cheri, homeschooled her. Cheri was a strict teacher and made sure that Bethany never fell behind on her work while her brothers toughened her up for all her competitions. Bethany’s family taught her that it was okay to lose sometimes because there would always be a next time when she could win. Bethany’s attachment to surfing was in her blood as she said “Surfing is a force that moves your body and soul.” (Hamilton, 122). She practiced for hours everyday and loved everything about her surfing world especially her friends. As she began winning competitions, Bethany’s brother Noah started sending pictures of her surfing to various companies that manufactured clothing. Soon after that, the company Rip Curl sponsored Bethany and gave her free clothes and equipment to use while she surfed. Bethany was a rising star in the field of competitive

Can you imagine being attacked by a shark at the age of only 13? Well Bethany Hamilton who is now 25 did just that and survived a vicious shark attack. Beth was able to recover and overcome her obstacles to become one of the greatest surfers of all time. With great support and determination, Bethany never gave up.

Bethany Hamilton was a world class surfer who won many surfing awards. She started surfing at age five, and was already in the most elite competitions by age 13. But, as she ran towards the ocean and shoved off from her board on Halloween 2003, her life would change forever. A tiger shark could ahold of her arm, and tugged with all his might. She had not felt any pain, but pressure. “With a strange calmness, Bethany stared at the stump on her shoulder where her arm used to be.” (Shark Attack Survivor).

Bethany Hamilton is a brave surfer who survived a shark attack and faced her fears to continue doing what she loves. She was born in Kauai in 1990 and started surfing when she was 4 years old. At the age of 8, she got a gold medal in her first competition and since then she would have the first place in every championship she took part of. She was so talented that she could do amazing tricks that surfers her age couldn’t. Therefore, she had Rip Curl as a sponsor. However, in 2003 she was laying on her surfboard with her left arm underwater and a tiger shark bit it. Luckily, she was accompanied by her friends, so they helped her to get to the beach. Although she had a tremendous fear, Bethany didn’t hesitate in returning to the waves

Great waves toss and turn with great force. Rushing as they collide with the earth soaking the soft sand. The ocean seemed to be howling as every wave grew as tall as a mountain. Slowly, the water creeps forward, then lazily seeping back in the vast ocean, only to do the same over and over again. The deep sea is a mysterious place where sea creatures lurk beneath the waves. Blue, sparkling water is everywhere you look with no end. The humming waves seem to whisper as if telling me the most confidential secret. You can never really hear them clearly until you dive in deeper and deeper.

It made a lot of things harder for her, but that doesn’t mean she gave up. Surfing was a big part of her life, and giving that up wasn’t going to happen. It was a rough process, but Bethany eventually gave up her fears and got back on her board. Lifeguards and doctors say it was her determination and faith in God that got her back up. In January 2004, Bethany made her big return in surf competitions. Her first competition after getting back on her board, she placed 5th place. With no intention of stopping, Bethany continued to enter and excel in competition. As Bethany put it, “It was what God had taught me growing up that helped me overcome my fear and get back on the board. ‘Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go’ (Joshua

The warm breeze of the ocean air flies past my face. The heat of the yellow sun was sizzling, beating down against my skin, tanning and burning it within seconds. Beach goers were crowded around in all directions. Seagulls gliding past the groups of people, scouting for dropped or forgotten food to eat. Their little footprints marking a trail in the sand all over the place, going in a million different directions, searching for their next meal. I take in the exquisiteness of it all, the blue-green waves crashing into the sandy shore, making white foam and bubbles wash into the sea, little boys and girls that are digging in the bright white sand running away from the small waves before they get wet. The beach is a stunning place to be; there's just something about the ocean waves and the sand between my toes that makes me just want to stay there forever.