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- Story Listed as: True Life For Kids
- Theme: Drama / Human Interest
- Subject: Life Experience
- Published: 04/24/2014
the raft
Born 2001, M, from Portland Oregon, United StatesThe nauseation of sitting in the car for three hours was enough to make me go bananas. The repugnance of this pointless time was boiling up in me like steam trying to escape through the small unsealed areas of a lid. “I thought this bloody trip would be fun,” I murmured these words as the car bumped on a soda can that somebody had tossed carelessly on the ground. The giant forest that we were going through whirled by exposing to an open area where lumberjacks used their axes and saws to cut off and collect trees. The trip to Nehalem Bay was not going well.
An hour later, we had arrived at the Tillamook cheese and ice cream factory. This was not a planned stop, but everyone was exhausted and irritated by all the malodorous smells from the cows near the road. As I stepped out of the car, a fresh sense came over me like a person who just woke me up from a bad dream. I walked over to my friend Alec, and we started talking.
“One scoop of orange sherbet flavored ice cream.” The giant spoon that served a gargantuan scoop of ice cream was enough to satisfy my stomach for a long time. We had come to the end of our Tillamook cheese and ice cream factory visit. We all went to our cars and left to go to Nehalem Bay.
“Vroom, vroom, vroom.” The motor finally came to a stop. We had arrived at Nehalem bay. It was almost lunchtime. We decided to take a short walk on Nehalem Beach. We went up a sandy trail to the beach. Seeing so much sand, I took my shoes off. That is when I made a big mistake.
“Hot! Hot! Hot!!!!!” I vociferated in agony. I knew the sand would be hot, but I never expected it to be sizzling my toenails. I jumped up, down and literally everywhere. Finally, when I reached the cold salty ocean water, my feet began to come back to its normal temperature. Wait, no it was not at its normal temperature, and then the reverse reaction happened to my feet. “Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold.” My feet felt like dry ice was making them freeze and become nonfunctional. I noticed that I was not the only one that was having this temperature problem; Alec also was having trouble with the sand and the water. Finally, when we all settled down, we took a stroll along the coast line.
After a walk on the beach and lunch, we went to do the part that was the principle of the trip, to go boating. As the raft inflated, Alec, My little brother, Jason, and Alec’s little brother, Justin, and I dug a hole in the sand and filled it up with water. As the sun shined on the water, the water was warmed. Soon, we had a warm foot pool. It felt great, but didn’t last long. The water dried up, and by the time we got new water, it was my family’s turn to go boating. We checked for leaks, and went on the raft.
As we pushed off, the water drifted us away, mowing us to the other shore. The steady wave kept on moving us on a smooth, relaxing path, with occasional splashes of water. I felt like a tranquilizing dart had hit me in the head. A fishing boat passed us. I was trying to read the boat’s name, when suddenly, as quick as lightning, I snapped out of the tranquilized state and started to get worried. I noticed that we were almost at the second shore. My dad must have also noticed because he was now paddling frantically against the waves. We were headed for the other shore. We had to get back to our shore where we had recently eaten lunch. “Splash, splash, splash.” We were barley moving. I noticed a water booby near our boat. We and it were both at the same place. My dad was still paddling frantically. When I checked the booby again, we were still at the same place. I Noticed the lack in progress, and I offered to row the boat to give my dad a rest. After a short period of time, I noticed that my offer had not only gotten us nowhere, but we were going backwards to the second bay. Finally, after a long time of paddling, we reached shore. I was the first one to hop off the raft. The boat trip was fun, but I was seasick and dying to get off the boat. After doing another quick leak check, it was Alec’s family’s turn to go on the raft.
Two hours later, they had finished their boating trip. It turned out that they bumped into the other shore and almost got carried away to the beach. During the two hours of their absence, we had made a giant bathing pool that held tons of water. Finally After a full day of fun activates, we had lunch, and drove back to our homes.
It was dark and quiet in the house. We had left it for a full day. Everyone was tired. I slammed the light switch on. All the light burst with glowing unison. It was as if the house had come to life. Kevin smiled. He had already had a full day of fun. Jason was already asleep. He also decided to get some sleep. He was exhausted, even though he was older than Jason; he still had to sleep at the same time as him. Kevin put on his pajamas, and fell into a dreamless sleep.
the raft(Kevin Zhang)
The nauseation of sitting in the car for three hours was enough to make me go bananas. The repugnance of this pointless time was boiling up in me like steam trying to escape through the small unsealed areas of a lid. “I thought this bloody trip would be fun,” I murmured these words as the car bumped on a soda can that somebody had tossed carelessly on the ground. The giant forest that we were going through whirled by exposing to an open area where lumberjacks used their axes and saws to cut off and collect trees. The trip to Nehalem Bay was not going well.
An hour later, we had arrived at the Tillamook cheese and ice cream factory. This was not a planned stop, but everyone was exhausted and irritated by all the malodorous smells from the cows near the road. As I stepped out of the car, a fresh sense came over me like a person who just woke me up from a bad dream. I walked over to my friend Alec, and we started talking.
“One scoop of orange sherbet flavored ice cream.” The giant spoon that served a gargantuan scoop of ice cream was enough to satisfy my stomach for a long time. We had come to the end of our Tillamook cheese and ice cream factory visit. We all went to our cars and left to go to Nehalem Bay.
“Vroom, vroom, vroom.” The motor finally came to a stop. We had arrived at Nehalem bay. It was almost lunchtime. We decided to take a short walk on Nehalem Beach. We went up a sandy trail to the beach. Seeing so much sand, I took my shoes off. That is when I made a big mistake.
“Hot! Hot! Hot!!!!!” I vociferated in agony. I knew the sand would be hot, but I never expected it to be sizzling my toenails. I jumped up, down and literally everywhere. Finally, when I reached the cold salty ocean water, my feet began to come back to its normal temperature. Wait, no it was not at its normal temperature, and then the reverse reaction happened to my feet. “Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold.” My feet felt like dry ice was making them freeze and become nonfunctional. I noticed that I was not the only one that was having this temperature problem; Alec also was having trouble with the sand and the water. Finally, when we all settled down, we took a stroll along the coast line.
After a walk on the beach and lunch, we went to do the part that was the principle of the trip, to go boating. As the raft inflated, Alec, My little brother, Jason, and Alec’s little brother, Justin, and I dug a hole in the sand and filled it up with water. As the sun shined on the water, the water was warmed. Soon, we had a warm foot pool. It felt great, but didn’t last long. The water dried up, and by the time we got new water, it was my family’s turn to go boating. We checked for leaks, and went on the raft.
As we pushed off, the water drifted us away, mowing us to the other shore. The steady wave kept on moving us on a smooth, relaxing path, with occasional splashes of water. I felt like a tranquilizing dart had hit me in the head. A fishing boat passed us. I was trying to read the boat’s name, when suddenly, as quick as lightning, I snapped out of the tranquilized state and started to get worried. I noticed that we were almost at the second shore. My dad must have also noticed because he was now paddling frantically against the waves. We were headed for the other shore. We had to get back to our shore where we had recently eaten lunch. “Splash, splash, splash.” We were barley moving. I noticed a water booby near our boat. We and it were both at the same place. My dad was still paddling frantically. When I checked the booby again, we were still at the same place. I Noticed the lack in progress, and I offered to row the boat to give my dad a rest. After a short period of time, I noticed that my offer had not only gotten us nowhere, but we were going backwards to the second bay. Finally, after a long time of paddling, we reached shore. I was the first one to hop off the raft. The boat trip was fun, but I was seasick and dying to get off the boat. After doing another quick leak check, it was Alec’s family’s turn to go on the raft.
Two hours later, they had finished their boating trip. It turned out that they bumped into the other shore and almost got carried away to the beach. During the two hours of their absence, we had made a giant bathing pool that held tons of water. Finally After a full day of fun activates, we had lunch, and drove back to our homes.
It was dark and quiet in the house. We had left it for a full day. Everyone was tired. I slammed the light switch on. All the light burst with glowing unison. It was as if the house had come to life. Kevin smiled. He had already had a full day of fun. Jason was already asleep. He also decided to get some sleep. He was exhausted, even though he was older than Jason; he still had to sleep at the same time as him. Kevin put on his pajamas, and fell into a dreamless sleep.
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