• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 11

Next Time

"Ouch", I called out as a sharp stone dug into the sole of my right foot. The water was very cold, but it felt good as it trickled between my toes and tickled.
I watched the people in the boats, wishing I could join them on their cruise . The man playing the banjo called a cheery "Hello" to me. I waved.
The waves rippled in, the boats bobbed a little and rocked with the music.
Next time I'll go deeper into the sea and swim, I'll go on a boat and feel the thrill of the sea moving beneath me.
When I'm older.
Mum called to warn me " Stay close to the edge, take care!"
I was nervous, it was my first time. I was too young.
But next time.......