WITHOUT A BREATH
Finally we got there. Our plane landed in Hawaii that Sunday morning in early August. I was so excited we had landed, I hate plane rides! I always have. I've puked about three times in planes, also I get really claustrophobic in a car or plane. But the good news was, we landed. I took a deep breath of fresh air as soon as I got out of the air port and whispered, "Yes, I made it."
We got in the car and started driving to the hotel we were going to stay at. I stared out the window at the beautiful scenery around me, I was only six so my mouth didn't really drop with amazement, but it looked pretty cool... When we arrived at the hotel, I was amazed, we had an awesome hotel right next to the beach. I took a look around. We even had a balcony looking out on the ocean, it was amazing.
The first thing I asked was, "Mom, could I go down to the beach, please?"
Luckily she said, "Shore that's OK with Me," then she asked my dad "How about you take them, T.J."
T.J. is my dad, he's a nice guy,and he agreed, "shore I'd love to take you."
I walked down to the beach with, my brother, my sister, and my dad. We were having a blast, we went swimming in the ocean, we made sand castles, and ran around. I was having the time of my life. After a lot of fun we had to go back to eat dinner. I was exhausted at the end of the day, we ate at the hotel, we had pasta and carrots. After that we had to go to bed.
The next day I was going to have surfing lessons. I couldn't wait, it would be so much fun to stand on a board and having a wave pull you towards shore, I was so excited. After everyone woke up we left for the beach. I was about to go surfing for the first time in my life. When we arrived at the beach, our instructors showed us how we should ride a wave and some technique.
When we got in the water I caught my first wave. I felt as if I were flying. As the wave died down I jumped of my board. I got back on my board started going back out to deeper water. I took the next wave in but this time when I jumped of I tried to get back out of the water, but something wasn't letting up. I tried again but again it didn't work. Now I needed a breath bad, I tried again but for a third time it didn't work. I tried to yell S.O.S but no one would here me because I was still under water. My lungs felt like they were going to turn into tinny little pebbles, I got a light headed felling I was heading downwards. I gave it one last try just for the heck of, I came up with all my strength this time the object wasn't there. Came out of the water and took the biggest breath of air I had ever taken in my life. I felt so happy my lungs felt so much better, and they expanded back to full size. I walked to shore rapped my self up in a worm blanket and took a little rest till every one was done. We went back to the hotel after that and had a relaxed for the rest of the evening.
