Left Behind with the Eel
There was some excitement in the second water hole that we visited. I was floating a small distance away from the others. They finally drifted away and I moved in to see what the attraction was. I tried to swim down but it was hard to do. I looked and looked but could not see a thing. At last, the ugliest puss in the world slowly emerged from a crevasse in the rocks.
I moved closer to get a better look and the animal retreated. So I pulled back and waited. Then he came out again. We went back and forth like this a few times. He had blue eyes. He opened and closed his mouth again and again. I thought he looked very sweet. I let myself go limp and floated face down thinking about him. It was so soothing to be gently pulled and pushed, up and down, to and fro. The great peaceful ocean held me in its warm embrace.
First Time Snorkeling
This was my first time snorkeling. The ocean lulled me into a sense of well-being that I soon found to be false. After some time had passed, I looked up and all my people had moved far away leaving me all alone. I panicked a little and swam back to the boat as fast as I could.
The Last Hole in Bora Bora
In the last hole, we saw some pretty fish. I don’t know why I call them holes. They’re not holes. We saw the Dory fish or Clownfish. A long-nosed fish caught my eye and there were clams with iridescent colors around their opening. However, I kept thinking about the eel.
I remembered that there was a woman who met a Spotted eel and pursued a friendship with it. One time the woman had to leave it for three years. There’s that number again. When she returned, the eel remembered her!
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