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Descriptive Essay : Swimming With Dolphins

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Swimming with Dolphins It was one of those stupid charity things. The carnival had just gone past and a load of fireman appeared out of nowhere. I don’t remember how many of them exactly, but they all started walking around the crowd shaking buckets at people, collecting for one of those ‘make a wish’ children’s charities. I didn’t give them anything. They never came up to me because I was stood near the back, so it wasn’t really my fault, but I wouldn’t have given them anything anyway. I hate those make a wish things. It’s always swimming with dolphins or going to Disney World, isn’t it? I swam with dolphins once. Maybe I was too old for it or maybe I wasn’t in the right mood at the time, but I thought it was terrible. It wasn’t a wish being fulfilled or anything like that, we just did it on a holiday to Florida, and yes we went to Disney World too, and yes that was also terrible, but I’ll talk about that some other time.They probably thought it would make me happy, swimming with dolphins, you know, give me a memorable experience, all of that, and I suppose they succeeded there because I do remember everything about it, but not for the reasons they must have been hoping for when they arranged it. I was thirteen then and one morning, right near the end of our holiday, dad drove us all to the coast. Mum said we were going for a day out at the beach, but she was one of the worst liars you’d ever met. It was the first week of August and it was absolutely roasting in the car.

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