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By The Say-er of It 11/19/13 at 9:40AM

Short Story by

Nathan P., a Rodriguez High School student.

My dad and I are sitting on the warm Hawaiian sand with our bare feet above each other’s 10-foot long surfboards. It’s the first time I have ever actually touched a surfboard, and I had watched many deadly surfing documentaries on television a couple of days ago. I explain to my dad my many fears of even trying to learn how to surf, but he tries to relieve me by suggesting that nothing will go wrong.
As we get up off our sandy bottoms, we head towards the blue Pacific Ocean; fears arise as I begin to remember a documentary about some man who got pounded 50 feet below sea level by a massive wave. As my dad begins to strap his foot to his surfboard, I mimic him and do the same to mine. My dad asks me if I’m ready, and, in hesitation, I say “yes.”
We place ourselves on top of our surfboards and begin to pedal away from the beach towards the deep hazardous ocean. Feeling the anxiety rise up within me, I ask my dad if he’ll save me if I drown, and again he replies that nothing will go wrong. As we reach the particular distance away from the beach my dad desired, we stop pedaling and wait for an ideal wave to catch. As I wait for a wave, a documentary transpires in my head. It’s about a guy and girl that were arguing in the ocean and were ignoring each other. As time passed, they eventually noticed that the tides distanced themselves 30 feet from each other. I look over at my father to make sure he’s nearby. He is, and he exclaims, “Hey, Nate! This one is a good one Bruh get ready! Remember how I told you told you how to catch a wave!”
Nervously, I reminisce and echo the four precise steps my dad told me as the 6-foot wave approaches me. Number one, pedal the same direction as the wave and gain as much momentum as possible. Number two, quickly stand up when the wave is about a yard or two away. Number three, distance your feet about shoulder width apart. And number four; be sure to maintain balance and surf. I’m now gliding inside of this water tunnel and aiming towards the end of it. As I finally exit the wave, I glance over to my right and notice that my father is a couple feet along beside me. He stayed close this whole time to guarantee my safety.

This is one of the most memorable and favorite accomplishment that I have ever overcome. Through this adrenaline-charged experience, not only did I learn how to surf, but also I was able to acknowledge the trust of my reassuring father.



By jazimere on 11/21/13 at 11:05AM
By devin cook on 12/24/13 at 4:04PM
what does that mean jazimere

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