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Today Azalea is going surfing for the first time. She is a little afraid of the huge, deep ocean but she wants to surf like her brother Zac.
They walk over the rocks in the shore break. Azalea feels something squish through her toes.
“Aaack! What’s that?!” she shrieks.
“It’s just a sea anemone Azalea. It won’t hurt you, don’t smush it.” Says Zac.
Azalea continues deeper into the water. She steps on something firm and bumpy.
“Aack! What’s that?!” she squeals.
“It’s just a starfish Azalea, don’t bother it.” replies Zac.
They wade deeper into the water. A shadow darts and swishes below her.
“Aack!! Shark!!!” she screams.
“Azalea, it’s just a fish, stop scaring it.” laughs Zac.
Azalea tries to stop freaking out. She crawls up on her board and starts paddling. Her hand brushes over something smooth and slick.
“Aack! What’s that?!” she cries.
“It’s just a piece of trash Azalea.” Says Zac. He reaches into the water and fishes out a cheese puffs bag. He folds it neatly and tucks it down the front of his wetsuit. “We’ll throw it away on shore.” He tells her.
They sit up on their boards, waiting for the waves to come. Something slippery floats around her leg and entwines around Azalea’s foot.
“Aack! What’s that?!” she shudders
“It’s just kelp. Don’t mess with it, it keeps the water calm.” replies Zac.
A broken wave of white water comes rolling in at them.
“Aack, that’s coming fast!” she whispers to herself.
“Paddle Azalea, paddle!” shouts Zac.
Azalea paddles as hard as she can and just as the wave is upon her she takes a big gulp of air, pushes down her board and dives deep below the rushing water. Zac does the same and they pop up in the calm water outside of the wave.
“Aack, that was strong!” she gasps
“Yep, pretty rad huh?” says Zac.
Azalea shrugs. “Maybe.” she says.
A fin surfaces in the distance. It is black and menacing, it flashes in the sunlight before disappearing below the surface only to appear a second later, even closer to them! Azalea grabs Zac’s arm.
“aack, aack, aaaack…shark, shark, shark!” she whispers.
He laughs as two more fins pop up out of the water and a light mist sprays out of their blow holes.
“Those are dolphins, Azalea, they want to surf too.”
The dolphins coast by, picking up speed as a wave builds. They disappear deep into the wave as it scoops them up and they come shooting in and out of the face, leaping joyfully over each other.
“Wow!” says Azalea.
A brown pelican swoops over their heads and glides into the hollow barrel of the wave.
“Wow!” she says again.
“You can do that too.” says Zac. “Here comes a wave Azalea. Paddle! Paddle!”
As another wave grows, two more pelicans fly over Azalea and swoop into the growing wave, gliding an inch above the water.
“Follow the pelicans Azalea!” shouts Zac.
Azalea paddles after the pelicans, feeling the wave suck her in until she paddles hard enough for the wave to pick her up and push her forward.
“Go Azalea, go!” yells Zac.
She’s in the wave now, looking down the shining face of it. She feels very high up. The wave begins to break but Azalea doesn’t stand up in time.