It had been a wild day. A hot nor - westerly airstream had sent
angry grey clouds scudding across the sky and had whipped the
surf up into a fury. From the wooden deck that ran along the front
of the beach house, Paul watched the surfers carving up the feral
tubes out the back, pulling out before the waves peaked and
crashed down upon them. He wished he could be part of the
action, but his mother refused to buy him a surfboard until he
was older. ‘The sea can be a cruel master’, she always said.
Paul was mesmerised by the ocean. From his vantage point, high
up in the sand dunes, he was in awe of the way that it stretched
out before him; the power that came rolling in from so far away in
such a rhythmic fashion, untameable, unstoppable, never-ending,
swell after swell. The sun was descending quickly towards the
horizon, but the heat of the day still lingered, sticky and
oppressive. Time for one last swim before his parents arrived
His mind made up, he sprang into action, jumping off the deck
and hurtling down the sand dunes. It was always a challenge to
stay upright, fighting the momentum of the downward journey
combined with the shifting surface beneath his feet. Down on the
beach now, he ploughed through the soft sand, finally gaining a
sure foothold as the sand got harder, racing into the shallows with
the water spraying up all around him. He plunged on, knee deep,
waist deep, looking for the perfect moment to dive in.
Surprised by the ferocity of the waves, he was suddenly confronted
by a huge wall of water that reared up, towering over him,
gathering its force to smash him into the beach. He dived into the
blue-green wall, escaping the rage of the broken white water.
But this wave had a twist in its tail. He felt an obscene strength
driving him backwards and down into the sea floor. It held him in a
merciless grip, rolling, tumbling and twisting him. He fought
desperately for the surface, his lungs bursting. With a final surge,
the wave spewed him out into the shallows, and, its force spent,
Some things to ponder
Setting: Where does the story take place?
The Beach house and The Beach:
Characters: Who are the characters in the story?
Paul, Paul’s mother, The waves:
Problem: What is the problem in the story
Paul was so determined to go in
the water so he decided to dive
into the water without a surfboard,
suddenly a humongous wave
came along driving Paul
backwards and down onto the
sea floor. He ended up rolling,
tumbling and twisting in the
water as well as his lungs bursting
Feelings: How do the main characters feel about the problem?
Paul was feeling very anxious and
scared, as well as upset as he
wasn't aloud to go for a swim / a
surf. Paul was not feeling very
well afterhis dive in the water.
Action: What action do the characters take?
The action was Paul´s dive
in the water. He was feeling
shocked as he got washed away
from land. Paul was so frightened
after his swim.
Outcome: How did the story end?
The wave had spewed Paul out
into the shallows and his force
spent lazily retreated.
Themes: Is there a lesson in the story?
The lesson to this story is…
People like Paul should always
listen to their parents or any adult
in your family. Reasons are… you
can end up just like Paul or you
could be caught up in an accident.
Our next follow up we had to do was to design our own swimsuit or some apparatus that
would help Paul control himself while swimming out to the ocean. Our final follow up was
actually a challenge. It was a very hard challenge as we had to write upto 20 - 30 sentences
about what might happen next during this storybyte. Take a look at what I’ve done individual.
As Paul washed out to sea his mother had finally noticed that her son was missing
she tried extremely hard searching for him. She searched for hours and minutes until
the time had came, she had finally found his son washed out to sea. She quickly ran to
find help ( sea rescuers ) for them to paddle out to sea and grab him. As soon as the
rescuers caught up to the person under sea they had noticed it wasn’t Paul, It was just
a floaty with the same colors of what Paul’s clothing looked like. The mother gasped
and cried for a very long time, the rescuers were very sad to see Paul’s mother upset.
The next day as Paul was still missing the mother quickly stood up and started
searching for her son. Her son was nowhere to be found, she went to everyone’s
house near by the beach. She searched for hours and looked in every single house,
luckily there was only one house to be looked at. Quietly appearing into the house she
had found him lying upon a very hard and springy bed sleeping with 3 little ducklings,
the mother had burst into tears with a humongous smile on her face, she had hugged
him while he was still sleeping. She felt amazed, excited and determined to take her
son home. She had said to Paul, “I will never let you out of sight ever again” I will protect
you till the time when I leave this world/Planet. She had finally realized that he wasn’t
missing after all, He just went for a very quick swim and had found shelter closer to
where he was sleeping, everyone was so relieved and amazed about that. I wonder
what will happen next? Do you have any Ideas of what might happen?
For this task we had to do a task called The Wave 3. It was a task all about characters and
the waves. I was told to write a 20 - 30 sentence which is why there is so much words
written above this blurb I've written. As I did this task I was told to read every single
paragraph and answer all the questions written in the timetable square boxes. I really
hope yous enjoyed my mini blurb hope to see yous all soon. Thank you and god bless