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Personal Narrative: Five Am Waves

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Five AM strikes and my alarm screams, along with every fiber in my body to not get out of that semi comfortable bed. Anything is comfortable when you're waking up at five AM though. I roll over to my side and prop myself up at the end of the bed. Ethan my kiwi roommate's alarm is going off in succession with my alarm. We look at each other and silently give each other the same look. breaking the silence i ask him what i know he's about to ask me, “Do you really want to go through with this. Five AM is way too early to be up.” He respond with, “Yeah it sucks getting up this early, but trust me it will all be worth it.” We stumble out of our small bedroom with 2 bunk beds in it. Both bunks are only filled with two occupants. Technically our room …show more content…

I started to learn how to stand up on the surfboard and gain balance once up and gliding down the curve of the wave. The frustrating part was picking the wave. On top of learning how to stand up, there was also the whole other side of surfing where I had to learn how to read the water to see if the wave was going to be the correct size. Too small and I waste all my energy paddling at a wave that I can't even catch, too big and i would end up nose diving into the water, getting tossed around underwater for a few seconds. Sometimes on really choppy days i had the feeling of drowning if i got caught outside the rip or if i nose dive in front of the …show more content…

Some with anger and frustration and some with great success. I distinctly remember one surf session back at the beach where i had almost drowned. It was my first time back at that spot on the beach and i admit i was a little nervous, but i didn't want Ethan to notice that because even he had noticed my progression in the waves. Just like the morning i had almost drowned, the sun was rising. With even more beauty in the sky and the waves this time around. It came time to swallow my nerves and run into the surf and embrace the powerful waves rushing over me. I picked and wave and decided to make it my own. I paddled as hard as i could and pushed up against the board to raise myself and stand. I leaned towards the wave and turned left as fast as i could. The barrel of the wave was behind and the ocean was in front. To the right was the white beach and more deep blue ocean and bright sky to my left. I had finally conquered my fear of Tallows Beach and i had finally reach my desired skill level in

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