Message in the Bottle
I could never forget the day that I went to the beach. Relaxing, yes. But the experience that I had at the beach was something that I’d never expected.
On a hot summer Tuesday morning, I would’ve been grumpy, but no. I was on a summer vacation with me, myself, and I. To make it simple for you, I was alone in paradise which was great.
Anyway, I was enjoying the summer breeze, my brown hair with blonde highlights flow through it, while mocha brown skin exposed to the sun’s rays. To make it even more relaxing, I walked towards the low tides, where the sand was moist; it felt cold under my feet. Then, I gasped when the tide came, collided with my ankles and feet. I shivered from the cold water, but I slowly relaxed when I got used to it. The salt water soaked the hem of my blue dress with bohemian designs which didn’t bother me.
I was too distracted by my surroundings, until something hard-- not too hard-- hit my ankle. I glanced down at my feet to see a bottle was there. As the tides recede, I picked up the bottle and inspected it. Through the clear blue, glass container, a piece of paper was rolled into a scroll to fit inside the two liter bottle.
I removed the cork from the bottle and shook the message of it which landed on the palm of my hand. The paper was yellowish orange, and it felt crisp when I touched it with my fingers. Looking at the corner of the paper, I read, "August 8, 1969." No wonder why it appeared to be old and a little frail. So I read further, and it said:
Dear Reader,
I was lost before, but not anymore. I have officially found my peace in the world. So what is the point of writing this letter to you when I don’t don’t want to be rescued? Well, I thought maybe one day, this message would pass on. My name is Harry Spiegel (yes, my last name is funny) and I was a fisherman. I was fishing with a few men in my crew, whom I don’t even know and don’t get along until we had to face a terrible storm. Luckily, I have survived, but not my men. At first, I panicked. I was stranded in the icy sea, not knowing what to do. But then, I found a group of family who has come to my rescue and took me in. They taught me hunting and how to survive in the cold. Plus, they showed me the beauty of their native home, Alaska. And because I've enjoyed my stay in Alaska, I’ve forgotten my old home.But, you know, I didn't gain anything from my old home. I was never happy and felt distant from my society. Now I am since I've decided to stay with the family in Alaska. The best part is that I got to marry the love of my life, whose related to the family that I’m living with. I guess what I’m trying to say is that life can give you unexpected situations. For me, it happened in a good way. And another thing that I’ve learned is that when you found your happy place, you have to appreciate what’s around you. So I’m glad that I’ve come to Alaska in the first place. I wouldn’t be happy, spending time on materialistic stuff and not be free from society. Hopefully, you, the reader, has managed to get a hold of this letter and understand it. Now it’s time for me to get with my family.
Sincerely,
Harry Spiegel
After reading the message, I’ve come back to reality where I was still surrounded by water, sand, and hot air. This letter was intriguing. And just like Harry, I tried to appreciate the beauty that’s around me.
Placing the message back inside the bottle, I put in my pale pink purse that is strapped around my shoulder before I walked through the sandy beach to enjoy this moment.
(My old writing teacher and fellow author gave me this interesting writing exercise. Since she did it for her writing class, my teacher suggested that I should try it as well. Hope you guys have enjoyed it).
On a hot summer Tuesday morning, I would’ve been grumpy, but no. I was on a summer vacation with me, myself, and I. To make it simple for you, I was alone in paradise which was great.
Anyway, I was enjoying the summer breeze, my brown hair with blonde highlights flow through it, while mocha brown skin exposed to the sun’s rays. To make it even more relaxing, I walked towards the low tides, where the sand was moist; it felt cold under my feet. Then, I gasped when the tide came, collided with my ankles and feet. I shivered from the cold water, but I slowly relaxed when I got used to it. The salt water soaked the hem of my blue dress with bohemian designs which didn’t bother me.
I was too distracted by my surroundings, until something hard-- not too hard-- hit my ankle. I glanced down at my feet to see a bottle was there. As the tides recede, I picked up the bottle and inspected it. Through the clear blue, glass container, a piece of paper was rolled into a scroll to fit inside the two liter bottle.
I removed the cork from the bottle and shook the message of it which landed on the palm of my hand. The paper was yellowish orange, and it felt crisp when I touched it with my fingers. Looking at the corner of the paper, I read, "August 8, 1969." No wonder why it appeared to be old and a little frail. So I read further, and it said:
Dear Reader,
I was lost before, but not anymore. I have officially found my peace in the world. So what is the point of writing this letter to you when I don’t don’t want to be rescued? Well, I thought maybe one day, this message would pass on. My name is Harry Spiegel (yes, my last name is funny) and I was a fisherman. I was fishing with a few men in my crew, whom I don’t even know and don’t get along until we had to face a terrible storm. Luckily, I have survived, but not my men. At first, I panicked. I was stranded in the icy sea, not knowing what to do. But then, I found a group of family who has come to my rescue and took me in. They taught me hunting and how to survive in the cold. Plus, they showed me the beauty of their native home, Alaska. And because I've enjoyed my stay in Alaska, I’ve forgotten my old home.But, you know, I didn't gain anything from my old home. I was never happy and felt distant from my society. Now I am since I've decided to stay with the family in Alaska. The best part is that I got to marry the love of my life, whose related to the family that I’m living with. I guess what I’m trying to say is that life can give you unexpected situations. For me, it happened in a good way. And another thing that I’ve learned is that when you found your happy place, you have to appreciate what’s around you. So I’m glad that I’ve come to Alaska in the first place. I wouldn’t be happy, spending time on materialistic stuff and not be free from society. Hopefully, you, the reader, has managed to get a hold of this letter and understand it. Now it’s time for me to get with my family.
Sincerely,
Harry Spiegel
After reading the message, I’ve come back to reality where I was still surrounded by water, sand, and hot air. This letter was intriguing. And just like Harry, I tried to appreciate the beauty that’s around me.
Placing the message back inside the bottle, I put in my pale pink purse that is strapped around my shoulder before I walked through the sandy beach to enjoy this moment.
(My old writing teacher and fellow author gave me this interesting writing exercise. Since she did it for her writing class, my teacher suggested that I should try it as well. Hope you guys have enjoyed it).
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