One of the boys while waiting for his turn on the "lancha", had found a stick on the beach and was playing in the water. He is the smallest of the four boys but loves to use his imagination. I couldn't help but smile and laugh as he was slapping his stick, with all his strength, against the waves as they came towards him. It was as if he was saying "take that" you wave, "I'm the master here". He did this for several minutes ready to teach each wave who was boss. I think he thought that maybe if he did it enough times the waves would cease to come in and surrender to his strength, giving up the fight. When the waves persisted he finally jumped over them, throwing himself into the mercy of the water as if to say "this time you win".
Monday, February 25, 2013
Taming the Waves
One of the boys while waiting for his turn on the "lancha", had found a stick on the beach and was playing in the water. He is the smallest of the four boys but loves to use his imagination. I couldn't help but smile and laugh as he was slapping his stick, with all his strength, against the waves as they came towards him. It was as if he was saying "take that" you wave, "I'm the master here". He did this for several minutes ready to teach each wave who was boss. I think he thought that maybe if he did it enough times the waves would cease to come in and surrender to his strength, giving up the fight. When the waves persisted he finally jumped over them, throwing himself into the mercy of the water as if to say "this time you win".
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