Note: This past Wednesday, June 3rd, I graduated from the Island School, a semester school in the Bahamas. The Island School gifted me with countless meaningful experiences, friendships, and learning moments. In fact, I started this blog as part of a project for the Island School, where I have written a large collection of creative essays that I am posting periodically on this website. One of the vignettes is about a certain experience that I had in the Bahamas. As I transition out of my online learning journey, and into the summer, I thought I would share a vignette about my time at the Island School. So here is a piece about my first time breathing underwater: Broken Conch Shells The water, tormented by hissing gusts of wind, ripples angrily across the small swells. Through crusty patches of salt in my mask, I see the palm trees shaking their wild leafy mains like reproachful green stallions. We can see the dark patches of wind race across the surface of the water, so quickly that it
Weekly posts from a highschooler stuck at home in Los Olivos, California. I write short, descriptive vignettes and memoirs from my life.