Dolphin Statue-Personal Narrative

“We walked down to the water’s edge, and this one poor dolphin… You could see it trying to get away.”

The summer after sixth grade, my family and I decided to go on a trip to San Francisco, California. We decided to go to California because for a few years I had wanted to go to San Francisco’s Pier 39. In Pier 39, there were wooden wharf’s that float in the water. They had chains that connected them to the main pier so they wouldn’t float away. Sea lions and seals are free to come and go as they please and to sun-bathe on the wharf. There were mostly sea lions that rested there but some seals. I had wanted to go to Pier 39 because, since I was little I had loved fat or fluffy animals. When I had heard that sea lions were able to weigh almost one-thousand pounds, I got obsessed with them.

The Dolphin, moving down toward Wright’s Island in a steady breeze. Kit leaped to her feet.” “Hannah! Wake up to the sands! Look, look there!”

The theme between the pod, can animals feel and think , and bats! is to care about others.

“It’s ridiculous we haven’t made an effort to visit each other,” he says. I nod, and a dangerous desire to fall into his arms overcomes me, inappropriate under the circumstances. So as a substitute, I drink the rest of my water. He proposes to show me the guest house, and takes my hand. We walk through the dining room to the kitchen. The décor of each room has the influence of the Arts and Crafts style of William Morris with Trellis wallpaper, and oak furniture with wood inlay and brass.

That woke me up completely. I check my cell phone and see I am already ten minutes late. I hurry to my closet and reach for a pair of black yoga pants and a pink shirt. I grab my ballet shoes and race out of the room Amy and I share.

One sunny day an eighteen year old girl was enjoying the view from the docks at Oxnard, CA when she slipped and fell into the ocean. Thankfully no one had noticed what happened and she slowly made her way to the beach underneath the docks. When Oceania finally made it to the shore she was so tired that she passed out from exhaustion. When she woke up an hour later Oceania started to get up only to discover that instead of legs she had a fishtail. As she was trying to get clear of the water, she was discovered by the owner of Seaworld. As soon as he spotted her, he quickly called his crew up and they caught and transported her to Seaworld. Once there they placed her in with the dolphins and told her what to do for a performance with the dolphins.

“Yummy!” I was enjoying a lovely sponge dinner when my best friend JJ swam into my coral reef home. He excitedly said “ Alex there are a ton of Jellyfish right by the huge water cliff!” Now most turtles would just say cool and keep on going with their day, but I love JELLYFISH!

This fat body leads directly to the bulla, producing a sound path to the ear

“Mom I wanna be a whale researcher!” exclaimed Alaina Kelly who was a regular 12 year old girl with a light coffee like brown hair who wanted to help whales. She found a company who wanted 12-18 year old people who would specialize in whales. One day she woke up and said, “ I want to work for that company.

Dolphin tale is a PG family-drama film by Charles Martin Smith. It is a true story inspired by Winter, a bottlenose dolphin, Sawyer, Clay, Dr. McCarthy and some more compassionate strangers,who manage to work together to save her life. Winter’s true story has become an inspiration to children and adults with medical conditions and disabilities. Today she serves as a symbol of courage, determination and hope for millions of people that are disabled. Personally, I have been touched by this remarkable story.

The harsh sound of the alarm shatters my dream and I open my eyes to a white ceiling and pristine white sheets. Another nightmare where I was in a morning treadmill session that never ended, shackled to the slick, black running machine and forced to put one leg in front of the other. “Good Morning Residents of Moloch. This is your daily reminder of your importance to humanity. You are the beacon of hope for this society. By remaining in this condensed space we are allowing the outside world to rejuvenate and become the beautiful place it once was. By continuing sustainable practices and living a healthy lifestyle. I let the words wash over me and will that I can lie in this comfortable warm bed forever. But soon the blankets lift up automatically

I muttered swear words under my breath as I finally made it into the doors of work. Usually I'm never late, but I got caught up with an excellent argumentative article on tiger sharks.

It was a bright day in Key Largo when I first arrived in Ocean Reef during the summer. Seeing the beige guard gate with green palm trees surrounding it at the entrance of this prestigious club reminded me of all the good times I have had there. My mom swiped our membership card and speeded off into the club with excitement. The car, speeding, turning, and almost crashing had made it to the golf cart rental station in one piece, where we rented a cart. This cart was freedom. Finally, I could embark on my journey and meet up with friends I had not seen in what felt like months. My cart made it to the “Raw Bar,” a restaurant known to all the club members at Ocean Reef. Before I got off my cart, I could already smell the fresh and salty tuna sashimi

While exploring the intriguing domain, I stared wide-eyed in the dim rooms, my face was illuminated by the glowing tanks while fish and other marine life gawked at me. It was as if they wanted me to join them or aid them to escape their aquatic prison. It was depressing to be so close to them, to be only separated by glass, but unable to save them. Many animals could have been violently captured from their homes with no hope of ever being reunited with their true families. The stress of hearing to kids crying, people clapping, loud music,