Catharine Garbo
Mr. Salsich
8 English
27 May 2009


The Beach

TS Like your favorite song, East Beach rocks in the summer time. SD The cold salty water and hot sizzling sun, refresh, relax, and rejuvenate me after a long school year because I am ready for summer. CM Without a care in the world I float and bob joyfully on the cool blue waves until someone drags me out, or until a wave washes me ashore. CM At that moment, I pull myself up off the sand and plop myself on a long fluffy beach towel, already warmed by the sun and bake until my mom yells at me to put on sunscreen. SD As I walk up and down the shoreline the surroundings both inspire and calm me. CM I hear the waves crash beside me, and feel the spray as it coats and soothes my burned skin. CM When the water blankets the beach in foam, I can see a painting filled with waves, stones, shells, and dune grass to remind me of this awesome scene. CS The beach is like an escape to summer break, from the prison of a long winter.