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My Water Story
By: Kendall F.
One day, while I was in California, we went to the beach. The weather was perfect, warm and sunny. From the moment I stepped onto the damp sand, I knew that this was going to be the best part of the trip. I did forget that the Pacific Ocean was a body of saltwater, though, so I raced into the water, dove under, and came up with a bitter sting in my nose and eyes. I blinked rapidly to release the burning in my eyes.
After I finally got the water out, I went back out onto the sand and got a boogie board. I used my hands to paddle out farther into the cool blue ocean. I spotted my dad and uncle, talking while waves crashed over their heads. Then I saw another boogie board rider gliding to shore, and knew that it must be my cousin. I waited, waited, waited, until I saw the perfect wave. It was rolling towards me, its tips foamy. I knew that it wouldn’t slow down until it reached the shore. I hopped up onto my board and jumped. I landed on top of the wave, and it started to carry my board and I to the bronze colored sand.
As I reached the end of the water, my cousin shouted,“Great job, Kendall!”
I smiled and jumped off of my board into the shallow water. It was refreshing to dip my head into the crisp water on this bright, sunny day.
I was elated that I was able to get the perfect wave and got that awful taste of salt water out of my mouth and nose. Now I know to be prepared next time I go to the beach.
Our Oregon Trail has been an amazing journey! We have gone through so much on this trek across the United States. When we first started, we had beginner's luck and got a big sack of gold. It's too bad that the man holding it got squished by our time machine. Ouch! We met a nice man named James McVee, who asked us why we were headed out west. We wanted to find rich soil, cheap land, nice weather, higher pay, and a new life. After that, we looked at old maps and documents to see what the best route west was. We chose the wonderful Oregon Trail. We used some of our money to buy supplies for the trip like food, clothes, oxen, and wagons. We chose Conestoga wagons, but they were too heavy for the oxen to pull. A prairie schooner wagon salesman bought our wagons for $30 each, then we got 6 prairie schooners. They were much lighter and easier to pull. We played lots of games on the trail, like foot races, button whizzers, hoop, stick pull, cat's cradle, bucket brigade, bear climb, and jumping at the mark. They were fun ways to pass time on the trail. At night, we would sometimes have campfires and sings songs like Buffalo Gal and Grandpa had a Grandpa. All the fun ended when we got blisters. We decided to treat them by soaking them in clean, warm water, and poke at the base with a sterilized needle to drain out the liquid inside.
One day, I woke up by a loud, startling noise. I looked around at all of the molecules around me, and they looked just as confused as me. I started to ask one what was happening, but suddenly everything shifted. We all came plummeting towards the ground. “Oh! I know where we are!”, one shouted. “A cumulonimbus!” I suddenly remembered being here before. Another molecule yelled, “Ahhh!” I saw the ground getting closer and closer. When we were about to hit the ground, a blinding flash shocked me. The lighting reminded me that I was in a storm. I knew that lightning was caused by the chemical reaction of electrons high up in the clouds, where I came from. “Ahh,” I said, remembering the good old days when I was up in the sky with my molecule friends, and we made up a puffy cumulus cloud.
My daydream was suddenly cut short when I plunged into something. I opened my eyes and found that I was still around lots of other molecules, but we were rushing down a mountain. I asked someone,”Where are we?” The molecule sounded very relaxed as he responded, like he had done this a thousand times. Come to think of it, he may have done this a thousand times. He said,”We’re going down a mountain stream.” I tried to be relaxed too, so I just let myself go with the flow and stay calm in the raging waters of the river.
Soon after I fell asleep, I woke up to find myself in a lake! “Wow,” I said, “Who knew that a lake would collect this many water molecules!” The storm finally passed and the sky was clear. I had fun playing with my friends in the big lake. A few days later, I was swept off of my feet and brought up into the sky. I was being evaporated! I saw all of my friends coming up too. When I reached the sky, I looked down and almost fainted. My friends next me saw my face and asked,” Are you afraid of heights?” I nodded and closed my eyes. She said,”Don’t worry, we will all be together very soon.” When she finished speaking, all of the molecules stuck together. We condensed into one beautiful cloud. Now that I was with all of the other molecules, I wasn’t afraid anymore! I was ready to start the water cycle again!
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