My Dad and I at the Beach
The weather was hot, so my dad and I went swimming. When we got to Oceana, we swam in the pool and had a race against each other.
Then he said, “Let’s go down to the beach.”
I said, “But, I don’t want to go to the beach.”
My dad said, “Aya, we are going to the beach.”
The waves were very high. My dad and I ran into the sea and went deeper and deeper until we came to the high waves. Then I got scared. I was thinking, “What’s going to happen to me?” I was worried and starting to cry because it was the first time I’d been in the sea. My heart was beating quickly and I was breathing fast.
I was next to my dad and starting to get used to it. Then a huge wave came and knocked me over. It hit me two times and the second time it hit me was when I was already down. My dad came to me as fast as he could. He held me and said, “It’s OK, go and play in the sand.”