Personal Narrative Manatee-Feed Trip

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Personal Narrative, Manatee-fueled Trip

The feeling of the cold water around me was really waking me up. Swirling crystal green-blue water and tree branches gently floated past me as my mom and I made our way into the lagoon. I blinked my blue eyes to clear the liquid from my goggles. And then I saw it; a grey manatee, swimming slowly in the water with it’s tail swishing up and down softly. The real mermaids. We weren't allowed to (deep breath) yell near/at, touch, feed, hit, kick, poke, kick sand at, kidnap the baby manatees, swim over, ride, kayak over, touch the sand in a way the irritated anyone, or wake up the sleeping manatees. Manatees were endangered at that time, so of course the place had a bajillion rules to protect them. Still, it was manatee heaven, nonetheless.

My mom glided over to me. We couldn’t say anything because we were wearing snorkeling gear and we couldn’t take it off without pausing, as I said in the list of rules. A manatee swam past. I reminded myself to thank Mom again when the trip was over. Captain Stacey had mentioned there was a manatee here that was pregnant; I could tell it was that one because it was a bigger manatee than normal, and manatees are pretty big. We swam …show more content…

Even though we were in Florida, the sunshine state, it was still March and wearing two wetsuits didn’t keep my teeth from chattering. So we went back to the boat. After ten minutes the others in my group came back. Which meant the young couple with us came back. A date with manatees, why not? I would love that. During the time it took for them to get back I had watched a manatee go under one of the other boats resting in the lagoon. I was thankful all the boats were required to have covers over the propellers. Capt. Stacey started the motor, and the boat puttered out. Once we were back at the docks by our hotel, we walked to our rooms and I promptly fell on my bed, exhausted like I had just ran a mile

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