Nothing like surfing
Nothing like surfing
What a nice feeling to wake up early
Put your wetsuit on
Have some breakfast
Call your friends an tell them “Waves are firing, what are you waiting”
You take out your magic board
You grab some wax and go left right, left, right, left, right
Then you go up and down, up and down, up and down.
And you are good to go
You then paddle out.
Your body feels fine
Duck dive the amount of waves necessary to get to the lineup
And prepare for you first ride.
You look to the horizon and see your wave.
It is big so you have to be brave.
You paddle hard, try to stand up
But you fail.
What a wipeout you just had.
You breath and go on to try again
Paddle your second wave
Stand up and late drop
But manage to stay near the wall.
You pump your board through the wave,
BOOM, you perform a huge snap.
You keep accelerating,
BOOM, you make a huge full rotation and land successfully.
Then you decide to stall
And quickly get into the tube
With a huge smile on your face
The barrel si like any other place
Celso Garcia 11ºB
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