a Summer in the Life of a Surfboard
Created | Updated Jul 25, 2003
I stare at an empty attic all winter long, waiting for the the summer so I can return to the beach. When the weather is nice enough I am removed from the attic and loaded into a vehicle that transports me to a sandy beach. I ride in this vehicle for almost five minutes, when then I am droppped off onto the sand. Just before I head out on the water my rider applies bee wax to me as needs to benefit his surfing abilities. Then I am off to the water diving beneath the water when a wave appears until I am past the breakers. While out past the breakers I stare at the bottom of the ocean floor observing the fish, sharks, and crabs. Every once in a while I'll stuble apon a fishermans hook or a treasure like womens precious jewelry. When the tide goes out and the time is right I head back towards the beach on a large wave. When I am securely on the wave my rider arises to his feet and surfs the wave towards the shore. When I begin to rub the bottom of the ocean with my fins, my rider jumps off and carries me to the top of the sandy beach. It is time for my rider to eat his lunch and time for me to relax.
After an hour or two its back to the ocean. Sometimes I will be out on the water till the sun goes down and sometimes as early as the sun rises. Altough I am a very dangerous toy, people all across the world ride my friends all summer long. Some even in the winters when the water is chilly, but as for me when the water gets cold its time for me to go back into the attic waiting for another summer of fun.
After an hour or two its back to the ocean. Sometimes I will be out on the water till the sun goes down and sometimes as early as the sun rises. Altough I am a very dangerous toy, people all across the world ride my friends all summer long. Some even in the winters when the water is chilly, but as for me when the water gets cold its time for me to go back into the attic waiting for another summer of fun.
