"Surfs up," shouted my swim instructor, Koda. My dad always said "Hawaii is the best place to learn how to surf." I wanted to try to learn how to surf but I had a fear of swimming in the great big blue ocean. A little guy like me could drown I thought, but I might as well try it. The weather was warm, but the water was warmer. "It is a great day to go surfing" said Koda. I could feel the soft squishy sand as I got down on my stomach and rolled onto my board. The water picked my board up and I started paddling out to sea with Koda.
The waves were got higher as we got deeper to sea. I could barely see Koda though the waves. Every time I tried to get over a wave it would always push me back to the beach. I kept trying and I finally got over
The waves were got higher as we got deeper to sea. I could barely see Koda though the waves. Every time I tried to get over a wave it would always push me back to the beach. I kept trying and I finally got over