Assignment 2
a stressful day at the ocean
It was a day I will never forget. We went fishing at the Ocean with my family. In my family there's me, my older brother, mother and father. Mind you I was only seven years old at the time and I didn't know how to swim so I was very scared of the thought of going out there on a boat. As we got on the boat my mom told me to hang in there and that it will be fine but I had my suspicions still. Luckily on the day the skies were clear with little to no wind. I tried to stall our boat trip as much as possible but in the end my brother reminded me of the dirt he had dug on me. So I eventually got on the boat against my will. "Why does my brother get to pick all the trips?" I asked my parents. "Well he does give good suggestions", my father answered. Whilst I do agree with his sentiment now, at the time I wasn't having it. Then my brother asked me if I could hand him his lunch which was in a tin container. Thinking I could annoy my brother I decided that I could hand him his lunch but I would "accidentally" drop it on his thumb. And so I did. My brother started crying far more than I thought he would. All of the sudden I wasn't filled with anger or fear but rather regret. I felt so bad I thought about jumping off the boat which I would obviously not do. So I went to apologize to my brother. "Sorry bro, you can use my favorite rod if you want to", I muttered. I had a pretty cool, or at least in my opinion, fishing rod with flames and other stuff on it. I usually would never share my stuff with anyone, including my brother but I felt so bad that I had to try and fix the situation. Whilst I wasn't the most social person I didn't want to close any doors to friendships, especially to my brother. My favorite thing to do with my brother is trying to push each others buttons to the point of going insane. It usually ends well as we both would be a part of the game but this time I went too far. I tried to physically hurt him. My brother being the swell guy he is forgave me but as a punishment for my bad behavior I would have to gut the fishes we catch. Even though I hated the stench that the fish guts emits I really liked gutting fishes. So I agreed to the deal in a heartbeat. I walked away from that situation with a massive grin on my face. When we finally got to the fishing spot I tried to convince my brother to use my fishing rod instead of one of the three generic ones we brought with us. However my brother told me that my fishing rod was too childish which completely shocked me. I was gutted, more gutted than the fish would ever be. Not only that but after calling my rod childish he lifted it as high as he could so that I couldn't reach it. I was thinking like make your mind up. If you hate it why are you holding it. Just give it back. But just then the wind picked up. My brother only being ten couldn't keep hold of the majestic rod of mine and it flew off in to the ocean. I kicked my brother of the boat. Or at least so I would've liked to do but my parents got in the way. At that point everyone had had enough and we left without even getting any fish.
It was a day I will never forget. We went fishing at the Ocean with my family. In my family there's me, my older brother, mother and father. Mind you I was only seven years old at the time and I didn't know how to swim so I was very scared of the thought of going out there on a boat. As we got on the boat my mom told me to hang in there and that it will be fine but I had my suspicions still. Luckily on the day the skies were clear with little to no wind. I tried to stall our boat trip as much as possible but in the end my brother reminded me of the dirt he had dug on me. So I eventually got on the boat against my will. "Why does my brother get to pick all the trips?" I asked my parents. "Well he does give good suggestions", my father answered. Whilst I do agree with his sentiment now, at the time I wasn't having it. Then my brother asked me if I could hand him his lunch which was in a tin container. Thinking I could annoy my brother I decided that I could hand him his lunch but I would "accidentally" drop it on his thumb. And so I did. My brother started crying far more than I thought he would. All of the sudden I wasn't filled with anger or fear but rather regret. I felt so bad I thought about jumping off the boat which I would obviously not do. So I went to apologize to my brother. "Sorry bro, you can use my favorite rod if you want to", I muttered. I had a pretty cool, or at least in my opinion, fishing rod with flames and other stuff on it. I usually would never share my stuff with anyone, including my brother but I felt so bad that I had to try and fix the situation. Whilst I wasn't the most social person I didn't want to close any doors to friendships, especially to my brother. My favorite thing to do with my brother is trying to push each others buttons to the point of going insane. It usually ends well as we both would be a part of the game but this time I went too far. I tried to physically hurt him. My brother being the swell guy he is forgave me but as a punishment for my bad behavior I would have to gut the fishes we catch. Even though I hated the stench that the fish guts emits I really liked gutting fishes. So I agreed to the deal in a heartbeat. I walked away from that situation with a massive grin on my face. When we finally got to the fishing spot I tried to convince my brother to use my fishing rod instead of one of the three generic ones we brought with us. However my brother told me that my fishing rod was too childish which completely shocked me. I was gutted, more gutted than the fish would ever be. Not only that but after calling my rod childish he lifted it as high as he could so that I couldn't reach it. I was thinking like make your mind up. If you hate it why are you holding it. Just give it back. But just then the wind picked up. My brother only being ten couldn't keep hold of the majestic rod of mine and it flew off in to the ocean. I kicked my brother of the boat. Or at least so I would've liked to do but my parents got in the way. At that point everyone had had enough and we left without even getting any fish.
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