Description

As I stepped onto the rough sand, the waves crashed in the background. Anticipation built as we searched for the perfect spot on the beach. Upon discovering the ideal plot of sand, we laid down a soft blanket and stretched out to enjoy the warm summer day. Overheard, seagulls soared and chased each other. My brother ripped the crusts off from his sandwich and tossed them to the menacing birds. I decided to see what the water was like, and dipped a toe in the frigid ocean. Immediately, I yanked back my foot and retreated to the warm spot on the beach. The sun beamed

down on us like a spotlight, and I could almost hear the sizzling of our skin. The scent of sunscreen suddenly filled

the air as my mom opened the bottle, "You guys really should cover up your skin..", she said.

Comparison.

In many ways, the beach reminds me of the human body. The shore is the stomach.

Every day,
people come and go on the shoreline. The stomach of the beach endures all sorts of stresses. Much like
what most Americans put their body through each day. They leave trash, or take sand or shells, and then the stomach of

water comes up to digest all of it. When the water comes up to wash away the sand, it reenacts the
body processing food and waste. The only difference between the beach and human body is that
the human body has places to dispose of waste, and the beach doesn't. This poses an issue and sometimes ocean
water can get logged with all the garbage and trash that humans don't monitor.

Cause and Effect

My mom had been bothering me for a long time about cleaning my room. Every day, she reminded me to organize the clothes on my floor, and to dust my furniture.

Every day, I put it off, I said I'd do it tomorrow. One day, I came to the realization that my favorite shoes were missing, and to top things off, there was a smell coming from my room, and not a pleasant one at that. This chain of events led me to the conclusion that cleaning my room was necessary. One early Saturday morning, I bucked up and rose to the occaision.

 With plastic yellow gloves and a surgical mask, I worked my way through the piles of my possessions. Luckily, I came across my shoes and I located the disgusting smell. Cleaning my room turned out to be a very good decision. My mom was even happy with me and stopped bothering me about it.

Advocacy

Stepping onto the beach often evokes a feeling of peacefulness. The sight of waves rolling through the water makes a wave a calm crash over me.

 Whether it is the waves crashing in the background, or the sand squishing between your toes, it is relaxing to be at the beach. If often you find yourself stressed and frustrated, maybe a trip to the beach would suit you. Doctors and physicians regularly suggest going places that calm you rather than turning to destructive behavior to destress.

 The beach is a widely popular place to go when you want to feel peaceful. It is extremely relaxing to bring a book to the beach and stretch out on the sand. The birds flying across the sky and water washing over the sand could be enough to put you in a trance. Taking deep breaths of the salty air is calming and soon enough, you'll feel your stress slipping away.

Beach Narrative

The morning sun filtered through the blinds in my room and proceeded to wake me up. At first, I was bothered by the thought of waking up to face a new day. But then I remembered, the forecast is supposed to be sunny today. It's the perfect beach day. Suddenly excited, I leapt from my comfortable bed and thoughtfully picked out the bathing suit I wanted to wear. When dressed for the beach, I skipped to kitchen to assemble a nice picnic lunch for once I got to the sand. I packed sandwiches, chips and lemonade, making sure to pack ice packs to keep the food cold.

Finally ready to go to the beach, I hopped in my car and off I drove. As I made my way to the shoreline, I noticed the sun beaming down across the earth. The temperature gauge on dashboard displayed 106 degrees.

Ignoring the high temperatures, I proceeded to the beach and when I got there I spread out my towel and stretched into the warm sun. Three hours later, the sun still beating, I packed my things and headed for home. Once into my car, I noticed the painful glow radiating my from my skin. Upon further inspection, I discovered a nasty fire red sunburn flanking my entire body. The sight of the burn drew my attention to the searing pain I was experiencing. I sprinted into the kitchen to find the aloe vera gel.  Next time, the sunscreen will be the first thing on my mind when planning a beach day.