Glisse Water-Personal Narrative

First, to start off our day, we decided to go on a dolphin cruise. It was so beautiful to see the dolphins jumping up and down, and watching them swim behind the trail the boat left. It was as if they were little kids playing in the waves on the shore of the beach. Yet they were very elegant and seemed to swim in a perfect line. I thought to myself nothing is better than this.

On September 1, 2012, I walked into my fifth grade teacher’s classroom for the first time in my life. Mrs.Cullen was standing in the front of the door with open arms ready to welcome her new fifth grade students. As I made my way to my desk and sat down next to Charlie Schutt and Quin Timmerman, I got the feeling that middle school would be a time of talking to some of my best friends and cruising through classes. As the school year progressed, and classroom seats changed, my thought of how Middle school would be changed as well. On the first day Mrs.Cullen explained our schedule, Homework detentions, and demerits. After about fifty questions, she sent us off to our first class, and the first step of our Middle School journey. The fifth grade

She’s as smooth as a baby’s bum, she felt like rubber, she was as powerful as a cheetah while she moved her tail moved up and down so she could go to the other side of this big glass swimming pool, she tasted like sea salt from the ocean. This beautifully gentle beast jumped out of the water 3 feet in front of me I can’t believe I am arm's length away from this beautiful mammal, I have always wanted to interact with a dolphin. 12 hours earlier

We then had to wait about an hour until our rooms would be ready, and that was ok because they were Ocean View rooms. We were at the Hyatt Ziva and starving so we decided to go to the Buffet, it was amazing they had good food. Our rooms were finally ready so we ran up to our rooms got ready then ran back down. We got downstairs and went straight to the pool and jumped in, after we had jumped into the pool we then went to the Ocean. The Ocean was amazing it was so clear that if the water was waist high you could still see your feet. That was on the first day but on the 2nd and 4th day we went to the Ocean on the other side of the hotel,which was called "Cancun Ocean." It was clear and beautiful just like the other ocean except this one had bigger waves especially when they hit shore and crashed. The ocean was a red flag which means "Danger, Go in at your own risk." All of us had still went in, there was a really bad under toe that drug you in everytime a wave crashed on you. Here are two amazing things that I did while I was in Cancun Mexico, I swam with the dolphins, and went Jet Skying. The dolphins were amazing there skin was so slimy, and then they would pull you around. At the end of everything the dolphins would give you a kiss on your lips, and then you cheek. Then Jet Skying oh my goodness, it was amazing and at the same time scary. You would go out so far into the ocean and the waves were huge but I

The first thing I ever felt was intense wind and somehow I knew that when I opened my eyes alI I would see is blue. Light pale grey blue. Blue so light that the horizon can’t tell where the grey water ends and the sky begins. Blue that promises rain and storms and chaos. I was sitting on something. Something with scales and muscles pumping, up and down, up and down and I could only grin because I knew. When I finally opened my eyes and looked at the dragon on whose back I sat, all I could feel was peace. Peace in the air with the slate skies. The dragon pushed harder, flapping it’s wings faster. Up up up up. I thought the farther up we went, the less air there would be, but no. There was more. I felt it in my blood. It flowed in constant wind, sending us through the layers and layers of atmosphere.

As I looked back at the dolphin, I felt something a strange feeling deep inside of me. I knew that one day, I this is where I would be. One day I would help out. One day I would become a marine biologist.

When I got back, my tub water was almost all over the place. I turn my water off and took off all my school clothes and put them on the counter. Then I put my phone right next to my bath even though it might not be smart. I put my bath salts in the water, then I grab the bath bomb and put my foot in there to check the temperature. Its a tad bit too hot. Both of my feet went in the water and eventually my whole body did. I drop my bath bomb and watch it dissolve which made my bath water turn to a pale pink color. As soon as I lean back, my phone rings. It's my Aunt Jane.

What exactly is a self-narrative or in other words an identity? Could it be described as someone’s life story and their individual uniqueness? A self-narrative is a broad topic that has more meaning just one. In order to get a wide range of knowledge about a self-narrative one has to understand the different self-making narratives. In the stories Memory of Water by Emmi Itaranta, Being Prey by Val Plumwood, Nightmare by Malcolm X, express self-making narratives by stating how their experiences have transformed their self-identities originally. This occurs when External and internal beliefs are altered, turning points in our lives occur, creating a self-narrative full of distinctiveness. All of these stories stated above all show

Santiago and the sea are my only friends but that’s okay with me. They are all I need. My dad thinks that I spend too much time with the water. I like to look at the sea. He says that if I’m down there so much I should be catching something at least. I like to catch fish but I like to let them catch me even more. Sometimes if I stand down there long enough they will come to me. I don’t catch them, I watch them. There’s something calming about the way they look when they swim around. They’re so comfortable in their home. I wish I could be that comfortable in mine. I wonder if I really belong in the water. Maybe I’m like a fish that was taken out of the water. If only I could survive in the water, maybe that would feel right. If I could float in the sea right now without getting in trouble, I would. I would just to know if it felt

Maria woke up and thought to herself, I need a change. Something adventurous. Maybe I’ll go to that strange lake I saw. It sure is hot today. And I think I deserve the rest since papa made me work so hard yesterday. With that in mind, she slipped on the worn ruffle dress her sister had passed on to her three years ago. Maria missed her sister, Margarita. Margarita had died many many years ago, at the young age of nine. Seeing that Maria possessed a petite figure, and that Margarita was abnormally tall, Margarita gave the young Maria the dress as a birthday gift. The story goes, Margarita and three toddlers named Juan, José, and Alejandro were playing in the dirt when their mother came up to them and yanked them as hard as she could. You see, her husband had been gone for longer and longer trips out west at a time, and only came back

A memorable day for me was the day I went to Clear Water beach in Florida. Soon as I got to the Beach I realized as driving by in the car on the bridge. There I saw beautiful dolphins swimming and jumping over the water, the water was crystal clear and the sand was nice and soft looking.

As I ventured inside through the entryway. This immense yard used to be quite recently included space looked well past my desires. Two little condos developed were standing confronting each other on each side, in the center was a wellspring running new water. The entire inside of the house was changed, no all the more venturing outside to get some crisp water. It make life considerably less demanding for the ladies to do their day by day shores.

The sound of the emerald green ocean water crashing against the shores filled my ears. Children ran along the shore, smiling from ear to ear while laughing amongst each other clearly enjoying their day. Some people were searching contently for sea shells, that were visible for miles. I looked out at the ocean, it stretched out far into the horizon; as far as my eyes could see. There were jetty’s that were perfectly placed within the ocean. I could smell the salt radiating off of the water. I had been waiting for this moment for a long time; I dashed into the ocean I’d been waiting for for the past

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.

“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