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The Beach

I have many passions such as drawing, reading, dancing, playing volleyball, listening to music. But the passion I want to talk to you about today is more than a passion. It is to me, something I deeply resent in my heart as a kind of heaven, a place where my thoughts are clear and my soul is at peace, and a place where I feel that I am part of something.

This place is the beach –by this I mean to mention not only the beach and it’s white sand, but also the sea with it’s strong waves and salty water, the smell of salt in the air, and the wind, blowing through my mind, cleansing my soul of that evil pollution that you find almost everywhere in the city now. Such a sad truth it is, global warming. But this is not to say, I am getting off topic. The sea is a mysterious place, of cruelty and magic. A place where one is never safe, that is, never safe from adventure!!

Indeed many times, I have gone on a small bike ride in the rice fields and palm tree plantations, and found myself in this deserted village, near a deserted beach, where the water is so hot that it leaves a red burn on my skin with every wave it splashes at me. This is a haven of joy where I rest for a moment. For a moment I wonder… will I find my way home?? Will I ever get to see my dearly beloved friends and family again? But the next second I know not to worry, because this is the power that the sea gave me; Confidence in myself.

And I know that I should enjoy this gift while I can, and worry about whether and how I will find my way back, later. But I will not worry anymore, because I have a confidence that never fails me, a confidence that makes me embrace my destiny and have confidence in what life has to offer.

This is why the beach is my passion, because it never fails to understand me, those waves pulsing gently in rhythm to my heart, the wind breathing through my soul, the water swallowing me whole under its blanket of blue. This is what I would like to give to everybody in the earth, as a precious powerful present, a gift that will never stop pulsing through our hearts. This I am determined of, because in spite of global warming, and pollution and all the harm we have done to the waters of the world, the seas and oceans and lakes and rivers and all extents of water in our world have done nothing more but grow stronger, taking away many lives as a reminder to us that the seas will never be tamed and will always be free to rule our earth as they please.

The sea keeps on sending us multiple warnings to be careful with what we do with this enormous gift that can be good, but can always turn sour if provoked. And we certainly have provoked the sea with all the littering, the abused fishing, the destruction of coral reefs all over our world, the extinction of many marine species, and the fact that about 5 gigantic oil cargo every year leek their container into the seas and oceans, leaving thousands of birds and marine animals to die a slow ad painful death, covered in oil. The seas also send us many warnings that we did not respect. But the sea forgives us, she forgives us and continues to drown us with those wonderful abilities like drinking water that we have filtered, eating salt from the seas, swimming among thousands of colorful fish and coral reefs, eating fresh fish and seaweed that the sea offers to us, But also the present of wonderful holidays at the beach .

All those things leave us in eternal dept of gratitude towards such a giving thing. The sea and its wind, pushing me towards my destiny, always so, with its water that fills me up with confidence in myself and I.
This wind pushing me towards my destiny, making me brave… The waves, pulsing with rhythm always so reassuring, like a bedtime tale, or a nursery rhyme, always telling me that life is the most wonderful story of all, and that happy endings do exist. The sun, who makes me want to believe that I am a beautiful person and that I will always love and be loved in this world. That large extent of water, swallowing my doubts and eating them whole… Making my fears cower away, leaving only but an anxious girl, ready to be a good person, in a wonderful world. That sea, welcoming me to join it’s ever-lasting giving, and forgiving. An offer I accept. Because I know, I know that nobody is perfect. This is more than a passion to me. It is a part of me that grows with every good thing that I do, with every time that I smile at someone.

This passion is a life choice, but it has never deceived me. The beach, The sea and all of it is Me. It is what I am.