If you give me three days of light

Chapter 12 Touching the Ocean
Before the summer vacation of the Perkins School for the Blind, Mrs. Sullivan and her good friend Mrs. Hobusher had arranged to take me to Brewster Beach on Cape Cod for vacation. After hearing the news, I was extremely excited because I My mind is already filled with many exciting anecdotes about the sea, and I have long been looking forward to the day when I get close to the sea.

During the summer vacation of that year, the sea became the theme of my life.Before that, I had been living in the inland far away from the sea, and I had no chance to get close to the sea, and I didn’t even know whether the sea water was fresh or salty. , read a passage about the sea.This makes me full of curiosity and longing for the ocean, if only I could touch the vast ocean with my own hands and feel the turbulent waves.When I knew that my long-cherished wish was about to come true, my excited heart couldn't help beating wildly, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

When they helped me change into my swimsuit, I couldn't wait to run on the warm sand and rush into the cool sea without any hesitation or fear.I floated and sank in them, trembling with joy, as the surging waves came and went and hit me.Suddenly, my foot accidentally hit a rock, and then a wave hit my head, which turned my excitement into fear.I stretched out my hands, trying to grab something, but there was nothing but sea water and seaweed thrown up by the water.All my efforts are in vain.The waves were like a mischievous urchin, tossing me between the waves, my head was dizzy, it was really terrible.There is no solid and vast ground under my feet, and except for the strange waves coming from all directions, it seems that everything in the world has ceased to exist. There is no air, no life, no love, and no warmth.

Finally, the sea seemed to get bored with my new toy and threw me back to shore.Miss Sullivan immediately rushed over and hugged me tightly in her arms.Oh!How reassured I am that her long, soft, warm arms hold me so tightly!When the fear disappeared around me, the first thing I asked Mrs. Sullivan was: "Who put so much salt in the sea"?
To my surprise, I tasted the power of the sea the first time I had close contact with it.From then on, I only dared to walk on the beach at most, and dared not go down.Or wearing a bathing suit, sitting on a big rock is also fun, I can enjoy the vibration of the waves hitting the rocks, and feel the cool feeling of the waves splashing on my body.I can feel the waves beating violently on the shore, the small pebbles are moving under the impact of the water, and the furious waves seem to be exerting their power on the whole beach. The waves on the rocks broke, receded, and then gathered together again, launching a new round of more violent attacks.I held on tight to the rock, motionless, while the sea roared, roared, and exerted its mighty power.

I have endless nostalgia for the sea. Sitting by the sea, I often miss leaving.The breath of the sea is pure and fresh, and I can be more sober and think more calmly.The beach, shells, seaweed, pebbles and all kinds of small creatures have a great attraction for me, making me linger.

It was also on this beach that I saw riding boot crabs for the first time.That day, Teacher Sullivan and I were walking on the shore. She found a huge and strange thing in the shallow water, and she was enjoying the warm sunshine comfortably.I have never seen a crab as big as a horseshoe.So, I stepped forward to touch it curiously, it still has a house on its back!On a whim, I plan to take it back to feed!So, I grabbed him and dragged him back.The big crabs are very heavy, and it took me a lot of effort to walk the two kilometers.When I got home, I yelled at Miss Sullivan to put it in the trough by the well, thinking it would be safer there and not run away.But the next morning, when I went to look again, it was gone!We've looked around to no avail, and we can't even imagine how it got out of that sink.At this time, I was angry and annoyed, and I really wanted to lose my temper.However, I gradually figured it out, if I let this speechless thing stay here, wouldn't it be depriving it of its freedom?Moreover, this kind of behavior is neither wise nor benevolent, and even a little too cruel.Later, I guessed that it might have gone back to the sea.Thinking of this, my mood gradually became happier again.

(End of this chapter)