My experience at camp by Flynn

 My hair waved in the smooth soothing ocean currents as I dove beneath the waters clear shimmering surface to accompany a snapper. I kicked viciously at the creating white bubbles on the surface. My smurf coloured wet suit kept me buoyant so I gave up. The group moved on so I continued to swim after them then I saw a goat fish through my large goggles. The crystal liquid remained tranquil and calm as waves patiently lapped over my snorkel tube, I was relaxed and kicked to observe all my surroundings a snapper carelessly swam across the sea floor into a kelp forest the burning summer sun illuminated the ocean beneath me as one of the instructors dove freely to the sandy depths of Goat Island marine reserve.

By Flynn