Beach Cookout

 

Beach Cleanup

 

Surfing Poem

 One step with my foot into cool blue water 

one foot in, then another...

the water is chilly 

I lay the surfboard out onto the water 

waves desperately trying to push me back

Definite roar of crashing waves 

in front of me 

they look like three-story buildings

Salt water sprays onto my face like a hose

Sweet smell of the deep ocean

the further I move out 

the deeper the ocean gets 

rough sand 

getting lower and lower

Waves start making me 

        up and

bob                down  out of the water 

Behind me

a wave that looks like it could give me some speed

Quickly clamber onto my board 

start paddling forward for the few seconds 

The wave gets me

I rapidly pick up speed

this is my chance 

I seize my opportunity 

I stand up

flying towards the shore 

sand rising as I come closer and closer 

CLUNK! 

The wave has got my body pumping with excitement   

Charlie Frost  

Surfing At Tauranga Bay

 on the 19# of February my class went surfing at Tauranga bay the weather conditions were perfect and that made up for the previous times last year when we could go surfing the weather conditions were horrible. 

When we arrived there we had to go through a safety procedure about rips then about what to do if you got stuck inside the washing machine which was when you got stuck under a crashing wave. 

The water was cold to begin with but it quickly warmed up. The surfing was pretty fun as it was easier than I thought to stand up and when you did stand up you went flying. 

After we did the surfing we went on a walk to the seal colony which was just down the beach. The seals were down from the balcony and they looked cute and they were having a hard time being pounded by the waves.