Descriptive Essay About Waves

Thoughts of drowning run rampant in every man’s mind on that boat. At dawn, the men decided that their only chance is to row toward the distant shore again and swim when the boat finally capsizes.

In the consuming darkness her body began to float upwards. Her mouth was open, letting in small discreet amounts of air, trying to buy as much time as she could before she ran out. Her fragile body was suspended in an awkward posture with her torso jutted forward and her limbs moving like a clockwork doll. Amongst the relentless whipping of the undulating waves she could hear her sister’s scream. She felt herself rise upwards as she continued to flail. She had to survive. She had to somehow reach the surface of the water and survive. She didn’t want to die. Not now. She was running out of air, no longer able to fight the urge to breathe. She looked up to see the sunlight, but she saw none. Then it dawned on her. She wouldn’t make it. She let

Customs and beliefs is what make up a tradition, and tradition is the way one lives their life. In the novel, The Sound of Waves, Yukio Mishima exposed his own view on Japanese traditionalism. Throughout this novel, it is shown that Yukio Mishima believed that Japanese tradition consists of an organized social class, the Bushido code, and going after what one truly believes should be theirs. Mishima illustrated these personal views of Japanese traditionalism through the actions of the Shinji.

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

Everyone has at least three wishes that could come true or try to make it come true.My three wishes are going to the NFL,taking care of my family,and donating money to charity.

A raspy voice stood out from the rest, they sang a melancholy tune, that sounded familiar. “Wade in the water, Wade in the water children. Wade in the water, God’s gonna trouble the water.” A warning, it is not safe anymore, something terrible must be coming. My life as a free man is no longer on my mind, my only focus was surviving whatever is on its way. What could have been flashed before me, I saw myself with a beautiful woman, and an adorable

Get out of there! The wave is coming!” This time my voice worked fine...He tried to run, but now there was no time to run. In the next instant, the wave had swallowed him. “(The Seventh Man). Some may say that the Seventh Man should feel guilty for turning around as soon as he couldn't get K’s attention and letting him get swallowed up by the wave, however he did what he could at the time and spent 40 years of his life regretting his decisions. “At the end of the year I pleaded with my parents to let me move to another town. I couldn’t go on living in sight of the beach where K. had been swept away, and my nightmares wouldn’t stop. If I didn’t get out of there, I’d go crazy”.(The Seventh Man). The Seventh Man thought about not being able to save K. He was consumed by guilt and regret to the point of not being able to stay in his own

It was December of 2004 in Aceh, Indonesia, and Richard Lewis was an author who fantasized about the depth and mysteries of the ocean, especially tsunamis. He knew the dangers and the disasters that the ocean could cause that have taken away many innocent lives. Richard Lewis was trying to teach the theme of how friendship and companionship can make scary, difficult times easier, by telling the story, The Killing Sea. One historical fact he was well aware of was the struggle and damage tsunamis have caused and how society must work together to repair it.

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.

In the book The Wave by Walter Mosley the crank caller that haunts Errol Porter nightly sounds a lot like his deceased father who died a long time ago when he was small. Enough so that one day Errol goes to the cemetery one night in response to the to the one called the "Caller". He finds a man that does indeed resemble his father, except this man is much younger. All of the stories the the caller has told Errol Porter has match to the ones of his Father, but how can Errol’s father rise from the dead and turn back the clock?

In The Sound of Waves, Yukio Mishima creates an exquisite story which has strong idealistic and mythic features. Although Mishima writes of young love and tranquility in The Sound of Waves, his later works are categorized as aggressive and containing violent sexual actions. Even Mishima himself referred to The Sound of Waves as "that great joke on the public" (qtd. in Ishiguro 385). However, one cannot compare this novel to Mishima’s other literary pieces; in order to classify it as romanticized, one must evaluate the usage of imagery, an idealized setting, mythical allusions, and characterizations which establish the romantic-driven qualities in The Sound of Waves.

What is a sound wave? A sound wave is produced by a mechanical vibration, such as a tuning fork. The vibrating object causes the surrounding medium, such as air, to vibrate as well.The wave travels through the medium to a detector, like your ear, and it is heard.As with any type of wave, a sound wave is also described by it's wavelength, amplitude, period, and frequency.

I headed out to the water after setting up my towel. The shock of the frigid water took my breath away and I was momentarily stunned. However, I quickly recovered; finding my body adjusts rapidly to the cold water. I waded a few feet into it before leaning forward and swimming out. I didn't dare to go too far though, instead turning to swim parallel to the shore. I was comforted by the sounds of the ocean; the rhythmic pounding of the waves represses all of my worries. I looked into the cloudless cerulean blue sky and see the perfection of life. Just when I was starting to get tired and wanted to go back to the shore, I saw something.

that the surfer use. A longer board allows a to paddle fast enough to catch the wave and is more stable. But it also limits maneuverability and surfing speed.

I take a deep breath, my nostrils are filled with the pleasant aroma of the salty sea air. This is my happy place, this is where I belong. As I sit with my freshly painted pink toes in the sand, I am overwhelmed with all that is happening around me. To my right, there is a family of four; a mother, father, and two little red headed girls that look like twins, laughing and jumping around, taking in the big world around them. The children are in their bright red and purple flowered bathing suits, running and screaming, attempting to get their toes wet in the chilly water that churns back and forth on the shore. After a few attempts they decide to run and jump full force into the crystal clear abyss, unaware of what creatures they could find if they dive deep enough.