Surfing
By Bodhi, Year 8
Splashing around in the heavy shores, getting dumped and glassing barrels
Using the crystal clear ocean as a playground and a getaway from the real world to another dimension
Riding big waves, riding small waves, wildlife splashing and jumping out the still water
Fins gliding across the wave, carving through the face
Inside the massive clear barrels, and diving under the bashing white water
No wave too big, no wave to small, you’ve never seen a surfing pig, cause they always fall
Giant green boards for the old blokes, short sharp boards for the groms
