The Mermaid : A Short Story : Treacherous Waves

After Robert proposes a swim, everyone is ready to follow him, but he lingers at the rear of the crowd with the two lovers. The Pontelliers and Ratignolles walk ahead, and Mrs. Pontellier wonders why Robert sometimes chooses not to spend every waking minute with her. She misses him whenever he's not there. The walk to the beach provides a lot of sensory stimulation: people are singing; the sea, earth, and flowers each gives off a pungent smell; and the seascape appears calm and mystical. Mrs. Pontellier, who has been trying to learn how to swim the entire summer, suddenly and miraculously begins to swim through the ocean, much to the surprise of her companions. Feeling strong and exuberant, she swims out alone and suddenly panics. When she

One thing my mom always says is that ”Smooth seas do not produce skilled sailors.” The more I’ve thought about it, the more these have become my words to live by. Through the ups and downs of my life, especially in these stressful teen years, my hard times have opened up new opportunities that have shaped me into the person I am and willl become. One principle ,though, has rang true for me and has daily impacted my decisions and interactions with others: I believe that as one door closes, another one opens.

All while the lifeguards watch over everything: the swimmers in the crashing waves, the tanners on the soft burning sand and the adventurers traversing the jagged rocks. Many groups of teenage friends are scattered around the beach. Some of them talking, some enjoying the pleasant afternoon sun. More groups arrive on the beach as others leave, all of them enjoying the pleasant scent of the ocean in the beginnings of a great

Already catching the waves he began to surf. He sat upright on the board waiting for the perfect wave to form. He looked up at the bright blue sky and then looked back down and closed his eyes; he felt the movement of the water. The water slowly rumbled in a steady pace and that is when Jordan knew the ‘perfect’ wave had come. But soon the cool sound of the crisp air began to turn into the rumbles of

Missy overlooked her mother, father and sister swimming in the waves but she was scared. She felt like she would sink and drown in those big powerful waves. All of her family was hunting and having fun but she was missing out because she was so afraid of the waves. Her mother and father wanted to leave this stretch of ocean near the bay and expand out to new places

Then we heard a siren ringing and everybody ran. The water was receding. Then a 100 foot wave was coming towards the shore. It flipped over a freighter boat and knocked over all the cargo. It sounded like 1000 trains colliding. Then the wave hit the shore and it got Tony and I. We were separated from each other. Then Max pulled me onto a car then I realized it was my Uncle’s car.

Once they got to Ella’s cousins house the first thing they did unpack their bags and then go to the ocean. They swam for the rest of the day and then went home for the rest of the day to rest of the next day. They all went to bed at about 9 pm and then all woke up at 8 am and went to the boat rental place so they could get on the boat for the day. They all got on the boat and went to this place called crab island and swam. They got such a big boat they were gonna stay the night on the boat. Crab is,and wasn’t actually an island, it was a place where there is a restaurant on the water and there are play areas too. They all hung out there the rest of the day and swam.

Fairy tales often resemble what culture was like during the time in which they were written. They tell us the story of women’s struggle and survival throughout history, in societies with rules dictated by men. Whether it be surviving the torment of a wicked stepmother or the consequences of just being curious, one issue stays the same, the longing to escape the expectations that social norms impose is evident with just about any story. In this paper, I will compare the similarities and differences, and show a strong relationship between Hans Christian Anderson’s, “The Little Mermaid” and the movie Boyz n the Hood, written and directed by John Singleton.

Although some people don’t believe in mermaid’s there has been sightings. “Christopher columbus was sailing near the dominican republic, and claims to have seen female forms that rose high out of the sea but were not as beautiful as they are represented.” He wrote all of this in his log which is a primary source. Also “in 1614, English explorer John Smith went to the Caribbean and claimed to have seen a mermaid. he explained her as "Her long green hair imparted to her an original character by no means unattractive," he wrote in his journal, adding that he'd "begun to experience the first effects of love," she revealed her fish parts when she turned over which is proof she was a mermaid”(Experts: Sea cow 'sirens' fuel mermaid mythology; sailors'

Suspense was encircling around her like a tsunami of skyscrapers. Her teammates were down and ready, thinking nothing of it. After all, it was just the game of volleyball that she had been preparing for like it was her job. Although her entire body was shaking with fear and anxiety, she decisively brought herself to the down and ready stance. Out of the corner of her eye, she could just barely make out the roaring mob of the overwhelming crowd. They were a sea of green to her, and out of that sea, she could unquestionably notice the warm-hearted and tenderness mother of her own. She could read her mother's face like a book. It informed her to calm herself and focus on the game coming full force ahead of her. Her legs felt like jello from previously

I live on a planet named Oceano, created by the Great Poseidon. Eighty percent of the planet is composed of water and eighty-five percent of the population are mermaids and mermen. For centuries we have lived in a world of peace with the humans and have created an everlasting friendship. Everything was perfect until yesterday, when the humans decided to strip us of our most valuable treasure, the fountain of youth and fortune. This has caused chaos in the water, and infuriated my father, the King of the Ocean. Not only do I see this as a betrayal from the humans, but as a chance to prove myself - to all the mermaids, mermen, and my father - who I truly am.

As I watch, the waves from the shore look fun and almost innocent as they crest and then crash over one another. I can taste the salt in they air and watch little rainbows glisten through the prisms of the ocean’s spray. The warm ocean water toward the shore is covered with foam and bubbles from the rumbling waves as children and their families play in the gritty tan colored sand. I think to myself, “This is perfect”.

Many hundred years ago in the seas across from a great kingdom, there lived a little mermaid named Camilla. She was the daughter of a great sea king and queen and she also happened to be my younger sister. While I was only four years old when she was born, I remember the day very vividly as it was a day of great rejoice but also of great sorrow for my family. On that day we gained another sister, but we also lost our mother. I will always remember my mother’s loving and rebellious spirit and am often told by my older sisters that I share many of these qualities with her. After our mother passed away, our grandmother moved into the palace to take care of my father’s needs as well as to raise all six of us. While our grandmother was very wonderful to us and helped us become the mermaids we are today, some of the values she instilled in us didn’t sit well with my sisters and I. Since grandmother raised Camilla from birth, many of grandmother’s values and opinions were very prominent in her. Grandmother often stressed vanity, meekness and subservience to all elders. Those qualities began to show up in Camilla the most as we aged. Camilla was often worried about her appearance so much that she had trouble having fun during our sisterly outings to the reef. She was often insecure and worst of all, had lost her sense of wonder and adventure.

Mia was so glad that school was over, she didn’t have any teacher nagging her to do her work or to do her homework and best of all she didn’t have to wake up early in the morning. One of the things Mia loves to do over summer vacation is going to the beach with her family, and that’s what she’s doing today. As the car went to a steady halt beside the most marvelous beach in the world without a doubt, she took off her seat belt and ran out the car, a cool breeze hit her face as if she had been hit with snow.“ Beach here I come !’’ Mia yelled excitedly, the beach was nice and quiet and the sunset was just about to come up. The sand was a nice golden brown color just how she liked her hash browns, speaking of hash browns Mia was starving, she could eat a whole horse she hadn’t eaten anything that morning. Mia wrapped up her breakfast and went swimming, her mother told her to wait at least half an hour but she went anyway she didn’t believe it that type of things they’re obviously not legitimate .

Mary watched the water dance and sparkle in the bright sun, it was a perfect summers day, the beach was crowded with sun lovers and the smell of sunscreen and barbeques floated in the air. She drew in a deep breath enjoying the salt tang of the sea, then focused her look back at the two little girls playing in front of her.