6E Essays Blog
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
The sky was a delightful expanse of azure blue. Magnolia white clouds floated lazily across the vast blue sky. It was the first week of the June holidays. I had agreed to go to the beach with my friends, Hannah, Jamie, Nicholas and Roy.
After finishing my breakfast, I grabbed my backpack, put on my cap and I set off towards the beach in high-spirits. When I reached my destination, I realised that I was twenty minutes late. I apologized sheepishly, my face beetroot red with embarrassment. After that, we walked towards the palm trees, searching for a shady spot to put down our things…
Finally, we managed to find a shady spot under a big palm tree. We laid out a picnic mat on the sand and put our backpacks on top of it. Hannah, Jamie and I decided to go pick seashells by the sandy shore while Nicholas and Roy went swimming in the sea.
Hannah, Jamie and I talked about everything under the sun while we picked up lots of beautiful seashells. We also picked up the all the rubbish on the shore. Out of the blue, there was an ear-piercing cry. The cry sent ripples of fear down my spine and my heart throbbed with fear. Hannah and Jamie had turned as white as sheet, too. What was that for? Is someone in trouble? Frightened our of our wits by that cry, Hannah and I wanted to go back to the palm tree but Jamie, our Sherlock Holmes wannabe, thought otherwise…
Dragging us by our hands, Jamie walked towards the place where the cry had came from. A small crowd had formed by the time we reached there. A middle-aged woman told us that a man was swimming in the deep waters when he had a leg cramp. Unable to swim, he could only struggle in the water and wave his hands about frantically, hoping that someone will save him. Unfortunately, no one had any experience in saving people, so nobody went to help him, afraid that they may endanger their life as well as the man’s life. Just then, a strong-built man walked towards the crowd. He said that he was a lifeguard in a swimming pool. Without delay, he jumped into the sea and, with powerful strokes, swam towards the man. When the man saw the lifeguard swimming towards him, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the lifeguards arm tightly with his remaining strength. Then, the lifeguard swam towards the shore, pulling the man behind him.
Meanwhile, a lady in the crowd had called for the ambulance. Everybody was crossing their fingers, hoping that everything would be alright.
When the lifeguard and man reached the shore, the lifeguard lent a float from someone and rested the man’s head on it.
“Can everybody not crowd around this lad…He needs air…”the lifeguard requested with a Scottish accent.
Everybody took a few steps backwards. A few moments later, the man coughed out a few gulps of water and he started breathing regularly. Suddenly, the wailing of sirens filled the air. The ambulance! Everyone made way for the paramedics as the paramedics ran towards us with a stretcher. The paramedics laid the man down on the stretcher and rushed back to the ambulance. With its sirens blaring, the ambulance set off towards the hospital.
“Great job, dude!” shouted someone from the crowd when the ambulance left, followed by a spontaneous burst of applause. Some people gave the lifeguard a pat on the shoulder while heaping praises on him. The lifeguard beamed with pride.
Hannah, Jamie and I sprinted back to the shady spot, to find Nicholas and Roy resting under the tree. Hannah started telling them about the incident we had just seen…
“He was so heroic! He was pulling that guy and he could still swim like a fish…” Hannah ‘reported’ with hand gestures, the two boys listening attentively. When Hannah finally finished her ‘story’, the five of us had our lunch of sandwiches, specially made by Roy’s mother. It was delicious!
Time flew! Soon, it was time to say good-bye. We bade each other farewell before heading back home. I went home, on cloud nine, thinking about the great day I had with my friends and wondering what my mother had cooked for dinner…
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Jessy was alive and kickin on 3:25 PM x
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