Snorkeling by Jermaine

My blue smurf wetsuit keeps me warm and buoyant in this ice cold water. My ridiculous yellow hat falls down over my face blocking my view of the snapper.  I pull it down so it is around my neck. I see a snapper gliding along beneath me gracefully, it slides onto a reef.  I see a crayfish, but I tell no one. We reach the Island and the instructor says, "Time to head back." We moan but still head back seeing more fish everywhere.