Under perfect azure soar, upon glittering sands strode 28 DSMS students. We feasted royally, explored exciting new structures, produced some highly impressive writing and had lots of fun!
Golden grains ran between
my toes
A scent of lemon ice
cream lingered on my nose
The waves of the sea
lapped up and down
The sun making my skin a
golden brown
I climbed up the swirly
stairs
to get to the view when I
got up there.
The
soothing breeze of the sea air,
Blowing
the aroma of a soft melting lemon top,
As
I think back on my day in the sun:
The
extreme heights of the beacon,
And
the salty blast of the sea,
Summarising
the great beach of Redcar.
The
soaring sun shining down on the white waves,
Spitting
and spraying like a Burmese python.
The
taste of lemon dripping and sliding down my throat,
The
view of Hartlepool and Saltburn being surrounded by
the
modern factories and industries.
The
delicious, traditional fish and chips
and
the grand experience of the seaside.
The
blazing sun was beating down, the aroma of fish and chips wafted
through the air. Golden sand wriggled between my toes. Aggressively, the
shimmering sea crashed against the burning hot sand. Energetic dogs playfully
ran around in the pacific blue water. Circling, the screeching seagulls fly
over the beach. Vibrant, the freezing tangy lemon top ice cream melted on the
tip of my tongue.
Individually they
remain a sharp, diminutive and insignificant element in a landscape cultivated
and developed by a civilisation that is creating a more modern community with
architecture that lends itself to a style that suits a modern, competitive and
creative world. However even due to the almost unnoticeable size of this
microscopic particle when it is accompanied by others of the same build and
structure it creates a soft and gentle terrain that is fine and covers a large proportion of a growing
community. Industrial
influence creates a constant assistance in an economy already reinforced
by redevelopment and new interesting structures.
I looked around but all I could sea was a crowd of people. I climbed up the beacon to try and get a
batter look. I was quite hot so I
took off my jumper. I still couldn’t find the class so I treated myself to
battered sausage and chips. I fried to
find them again but there was no use.
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