Respect the sea 2021.07.22
I come from a Caribbean island. The sea and beaches have been a fundamental part of my entertainment cache and as long as I could remember, being taken to the beach every Sunday by my father was a normal activity. I certainly have the photos to prove it. Not all outings have been great. I have great respect for the sea. She is vast and powerful, endlessly looping around the world, a network of blue and green with secrets that might never be discovered. Her forces are also not to be contended with, throwing massive ships around like popsicle sticks, wearing away jagged rocks into smooth stones, whipping shorelines and overtaking the liveable earth and worst of all, grabbing humans by invisible hands and dragging them down into her depths. I have had three such terrifying events in my life. The first was when I was perhaps six years old. My sisters and I were at the beach with just my dad. He had bathed, fed and dressed us and left us playing on the shore. My oldest sister decided to be a bit naughty and threw sand into my hair. My older sister, who took offence on my behalf and decided to take swift action proceeded to take me by the hand and pull me along with her into the water. Her mind was firmly set on notifying my father who was swimming around in the deeper waters about the injustice I had been dealt. At six I was quite short and in no time I was submerged. She being not much older than I was did not realise her folly, nay, her act of involuntary manslaughter, just kidding, and there I was gasping and drowning under the murky water. Luckily, my father had been keeping an eye on us so he quickly swam over and pulled me out of the near death trap that I was sinking in. Another incident happened at that same beach. I remember the day was sunny and hot. It was absolutely perfect for frolicking and splashing about in the water. I was having an exceptionally great time using my tiny hands like spades and scooping water to throw it excitedly into the air like a fountain. Again and again I sent handfuls of water towards the sky and laughed at it rained down on me. I greedily delved my chubby little hands into the water but wait, what was this? Something did not feel right.
I'm like a chihuahua. Small but fierce and full of energy. I'm generally a positive person and try to make the best of each day.