Going Beneath the Surface

Splash! There I went, to explore below the ocean's surface. My family and I rented a pontoon boat to drive around a bay off of the ocean. Snorkeling was a new experience to me and I was very excited to go. While driving to our first preferred destination, the large jelly fish that were daring us to enter their headquarters made me queasy of what we would find while snorkeling. Thankfully, I did not let my fear hold me back. When I first got in the water, I was very amazed. Surprising to me, some of the fish did not swim away when they saw us. The rocks and bottom of the ocean was very colorful and full of textures. Sand dollars were very plentiful in the area where we explored. To find them, we ran our fingers through the sand on the bottom, hoping not to discover a stingray. The sand dollars are not white while they are alive. The reason for the white color is when people find them they soak the sand dollars in bleach to turn them white and let them dry out in the sun for quite some time. Beneath the surface of the ocean was more incredible than I imagined. The colors and creatures of the ocean are unbelievable. Anyone who is oblivious of this beauty needs to go snorkeling.

Ahh...Memories

Perhaps traveling serves more purposes than to get away from one’s everyday life. Traveling makes many memories that will never be forgotten. It was spring break of 2008, and I went with some of my friends to stay in a great beach-house off of the coast of Gulf of Mexico in Destin, Florida. The incredible house had many levels, but the best out of all was the bottom, basement level. This level was the teenager’s lair for the week. With the door to the pool and hot tub area in our room, we spend many hours of the night outside in the water. Of all the memories made on that trip, the best is when we went go-cart racing. Alex Seat followed closely behind me, prepared to take any chance he found to leave me behind. Eventually, Alex soared past me. Out of excitement and boasting, he turned his head to see if I was close behind him. He did not realize another cart was spun out in front of him until he drilled the side with full force. On the verge of crying from laughter, I happily sped by him and left him T-boned with the other cart, where he could not move. Alex finished with last place in the race and ranks of self-esteem. Memories from spring break 2008 will never forgo me.

The Consequences of Lying

Lying usually does not help a situation in the long run. If guilt does not get you to tell the truth, someone will usually decipher the lie. It has always been understood that sneaking out of the house is an act that should not be done by good boys and girls. Even though this was evident to me, I decided to go against my parents’ rules and sneak out anyway. I was convinced by one of my friends to pick him up and take him to get food. Instead of making a prodigious amount of noise and opening the garage door to drive my vehicle, I decided to drive my dad’s work-car that was already parked outside. I had planned everything perfectly. I assumed my parents would resume sleeping until I got home, and I would just sneak into the basement to my room since their room is upstairs. If it were not for our fireplace needing more wood through the night, my plan would have worked perfectly. When I pulled in the driveway, I snuck around to the back door. I went inside to find my very angered father staring at me. I realized that night that abiding by my household rules are much easier than sitting at home for the next two weeks by myself.

Influential Person

Working hard is a trait that my father has unintentionally taught his children. He has always worked hard for what our family has and our happiness. Dad has a physically stressful job as a bricklayer, but he still brings himself to come home and take care of the lawn and many other household chores. My father is very willing to help anyone that needs help. He spends many of his days off splitting wood for my grandfather and to heat our house. Also, any time snow is deep enough to need clearing; he spends the day plowing with his tractor at people’s homes. Because of him, people are able to leave their house if an emergency arises. One of his biggest goals is to raise his children to be good people in a bad world. He has always gave us his opinion if we were doing something wrong, but let us learn from our mistakes. I have one sister and a half-brother. Scott, my half-brother, did not have an involved father because he left when Scott was two years old. My father was there for him and treated him as his own since Scott was 3-4 years old. He has been, and will continue to be a very good father throughout his life.