The boys worked a long time, and Beavey helped them. In a few hours, there had made a raft. They made sure the raft would float, and it did, so they hopped on. They laughed and told jokes, they ate berries and told stories about their adventure. Beavey remembered what his dad had told him about the sun setting in the west, and their homes were in the west.…
The splashes of the freezing spillway mixed with the cold wind coming off the water sent chills down my back. I yawned, the loud purr of the tugboat next to us made it impossible to hear my uncle ask if I was tired. We were passing the train of barges right after we left the launch and were headed into the woods. I have done all this before. It was all familiar to me. The only difference was that I had never been out here this early. The eerie white light of the moon was the only thing that let us see right now. Luckily for us the moon was huge and full tonight. It was about 4:30 in the morning and we were speeding into the swamps of the spillway. I looked at my uncle and I saw him standing up, driving the boat, with a smile on his face. This was his job and he loved it. When you love the wilderness, being out in the woods for eight hours a day was a treat. Especially when it ended with picking up a paycheck of about a thousand dollars at the end of each of those days.…
The boys have stayed on this island for almost 3 months with no adults at all. Ralph was sitting on a burnt tree trunk thinking while the navy officer was waiting for the cruise ship to come close to the island. The rest were standing together half naked on the beach and in the sun.…
Oh, what a fair day it was. It was snuggly on that old fishing boat that a sailor was using to get to the Hawaiian islands. The captain predicted they were fifty miles away from meeting the natives to Hawaii, Kanaka Maoli tribes. After awhile they finally saw the island on the horizon. Once they got close enough they put the explorer, Mac, on a miniature boat. This was his last time he saw anyone besides the natives on the Hawaiian island.…
As the sun rapidly vanished below the cracked timber opening of the Pub wall, Barney, Wally and I lethargically directed each other towards the exit, stumbling and fumbling. After leaving a lawn pizza at the front exit, we lurched towards the door of Wally’s shiny white Land cruiser. “Oii, Wal can you pop by my ute about one kilometre west, I need my dog Butch if we are going out shooting tonight.” I Garbled. “Sure mate” replied Wally.…
(Survival) Timothy and Phillip have a few biscuits, keg (holds water), chocolate and matches to survive on the raft but when they get to the island there are coconut trees and a reef. Timothy makes shoes and a blanket made out of coconut leafs for Phillip.…
Throughout the week, I interacted with many aspects of island life and ecology. We were exposed to the harsh reality of the island. The inhabitants were impoverished. In communicating with the residents, I found that they were satisfied with their life and find happiness. At the camp, we participated in a gonolithian lab, which included sorting out…
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be stranded on an island? Well Phillip has experienced it. The book, The Cay, is a book about Phillip and how he ends up stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere with a stranger. Phillip is a young boy that lives in Willemstad, Curacao. Phillip has been living in a war and his mother wants to move back to America. On his way back, his boat got bombed and he lost his mom. When Phillip wakes up he is on a raft with a person he has never met before, Timothy, and he has no idea where they are or where his mom is. Also, on this journey he goes blind and Timothy finds an island they can live on till rescued. In The Cay, Phillip’s character reveals that through many conflicts, he developed independence,…
We were only going to be there for four days and three nights, so I decided to make the most of my beautiful surroundings. Later, they showed us which cabins we would be staying in with three other people, and we would be…
Rays of sun gleamed upon the bronzed skin of my family while splashing clear green water of the Tennessee River. It was my parents, grandfather, two sisters, niece, and my brother in law. Exhaustion quickly crept among us after a day filled with intense activities such as; skiing, competitive volleyball, and long boat rides on the fragile, slow moving pontoon. We then prepared ourselves for the boat ride home which would soon be a tragedy rapidly moving towards our direction.…
Two friends and I climbed out of a car, stretching our legs and gathering our luggage. It was Sunday, and the end of our two day journey from my hometown in Connecticut to The Summit, a high adventure/service Boy Scout camp in West Virginia. The anticipation I had felt during the long trip quickly changed to apprehension and awe as I gazed…
A fresh breeze blew and ruffled the grass at the Lake of the Woods golf course in Mahomet, Illinois. The leaves fell from the trees and drifted amongst the wind. As I hauled the unopened tent towards my destination, there was lots of chatter, as well as some excitement, but no one spoke of the possibility of success in the monumental task ahead. We set up the tent and waited. We were awaiting the moment that we would go to where they had specified the activity to begin, the moment where most of the team would receive the opportunity to attempt the task we had been striving forward to achieve for the last few months. Except for me, I would be required to stay there just to cheer for those who participate, unless someone became injured to the…
As the boys crash on the island, they are shocked and do not know where they are, and what they should do first. As any young by would, without his parents and anyone to tell him not to, they enjoy their first, of many days on the island: swimming, play fighting, building sand castles and laughing. When the sun corrodes and the bats come out, all the boys are scared and alone.…
Upon my arrival at my hotel on the other side of the island, I feel a sense of total euphoria as I approach the front counter to check in. As I enter my hotel room the smell of fresh cut flowers fill my nose, the sound of local street performers playing music echoes in my head, and the sight of the pool’s beautiful blue water hits me like a ton of bricks. Immediately after I unpack my suitcase I quickly change into my swim shorts and head down to the pool. The combination of the sultry tropical heat, and the long walk to the hotel, had left me hot…
Although the surroundings were all different, the island was super pretty! The sun was so bright and it felt like a sauna everyday. We would go to breakfast at around nine am everyday otherwise we couldn’t eat til later since they had a certain time everyone would eat at. The food was so fresh and delicious, I ate pineapple all the time because it was so juicy and good! After that we would head to the beach and boy was it super hot, we all felt like we were cooking in an oven. I would put on so much sunscreen just to not get burnt but even though I did that, I…