The white, glimmering boat tilts back and forth
like a rocking chair in the water. The wind whispers in my ear and blows
the dark chocolate brown hair on my head. I sit on the left side of the
boat getting sick from the rocking, watching my cousins on the raft
attached to the back of the boat behind me, standing and screaming.
It is time for me to go. All of my cousins and some of my uncles have
gone on the raft. It is my turn. I walk to the bow of the boat, putting
one foot in front of the other to reach the red and yellow air-filled
float. My right leg slips out from under me, but I grasp the boat just
in time before I fall. My older sister, a tall and wise girl with long
and wispy hair, gets on with me and the boat starts. I start out lying
down, but I then get on my knees until I nearly fall to the water. I get
worried and scared: What if the boat flips, if the raft deflates, if we
get stranded in the middle of the lake? What if…? I get back down. The
raft starts climbing the wake from the boat. The raft is jumping.
Everywhere I can feel gravity failing to do its one job.
The boat is running in circles in the middle of the lake. The wake gets
taller, and I am even more terrified. We are skidding on the outside,
nothing holding me back from falling. The boat snaps back, ruining the
pattern of the circles. I fly back and feel the wind pounding against my
own flesh, making me scream in fear. My hair, now dark as night, flies
up with the rest of me and then strikes my back. I slap the raft and
spring back up again. This time my body rotates in the air. The water
hits my legs, then my head and arms, moving wondrously in the air. I
close my eyes and feel the water upon me. My life jacket makes me float
to the surface where I see the boat is waiting for me.
I swim over to the ladder that was covered in water from the sea spray.
The boat is swaying forcefully as the waves crash against me. My arm
slips as I try to climb up the ladder, but I manage to get my grip. I
land on the blue and gray carpeted surface of the boat as it starts
going again. I grab a towel and start to dry off just as the boat picked
up speed. It is going too fast for me; I fly back. Going towards the
rear of the boat I slam against the water and SPLASH! I hold my breath
only to soak the towel wrapped around me. I start floating again.