Spouting Horn, Kauai
“Come on. You’ve come all the way to Hawaii and you’re not even going to get wet,” said Jellyfish.
“I got wet,” said Coconut.
“Up to your knees. Ha. I bet I will swim in the ocean before you,” said Jellyfish.
Suddenly Coconut stood up and strode off to the surf where he belly flopped into the ocean. Then came a large wave that pummeled little Coconut. As much as Coconut tried to swim, the waves kept tossing Coconut around and around, smashing him into the sand.
Jellyfish laughed and laughed. Coconut finally washed upon the beach with sand adhered to every surface of his body. Jellyfish swam past the crashing waves and bobbed about. See, she thought, I’m a much better swimmer than Coconut. The ocean heard Jellyfish and became angry with her arrogance and sent a wave to show her who was boss. The wall of water lifted Jellyfish up, pushed her towards shore and then tugged her back out again.
Swimming and swimming, Jellyfish couldn’t make it back to shore. Coconut stood right before her. “Help,” she said. He stood and smiled. “Help, please,” she said. He reached out his arm and pulled her back to the warm, dry sand.
Lesson of the story: Jellyfish, uh hum, I really do need fins to swim in the ocean. Otherwise, I just bob about at the ocean’s mercy, like a jellyfish. And, maybe let the big fish play in the wave-crushing ocean while I find myself a shallow, calm area to paddle about. I’ll let Coconut come to his own conclusions. He is, however, bragging about being the hero of the story. (Jellyfish learned her lesson about bragging.)
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