My burning ambition

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MY BURNING AMBITION

I was on a mission to France.  I had always craved to go there though this was no ordinary journey; I was going to swim to France through the English Channel.

     Ever since I was a child, I had had a great ambition to swim to far distances; I became an expert at swimming with all different kinds of techniques.  I set off for France ready with all my equipment.  I was dressed in a dark blue wet suit; I also had a heavy oxygen tank, which sat on back and a snorkel covering my face. My feet felt cold and weary as I began to climb the stones and pebbles that was in the way between the sea and me.  I had finally made.

               Now I was approaching the sea, I was centimetres away from my destiny.  As I looked far out into the distance, all I could see were layers of sea; I had no idea of what lay ahead of me.  I was now knee deep with water brushing me to and fro.  The smell was wonderful but with just one scent, fresh air, it was much better than the polluted air I usually breathe.  I began to make my way through the sea.  The sea looked incredible, it was shimmering with light with help of the sun.  I took long strokes through the water even though my arms were aching.  On several occasions I was joined by numerous birds, which insisted on flying over my head, I began to get worried and hoped that they wouldn’t poop on head.  

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                            A couple of hours through my experience the sun disappeared, my body trembled with fear because I distinctly remember the weather forecast saying that it was going to be sunny and cloudless.  The sky filled up with grey clouds and the atmosphere was dark and misty.  I feared for my life.  It appeared to be a thunderstorm.  Suddenly the waves grew fierce and tossed me to one side, I fell unconscious.

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