Asherah
Onamatapia Metaphor
“Come on Cybil Alice the morning boat is nearly out!”
Asherah quickly swished her flukes up and down sending her spiraling upward. Her beak was the first thing to touch the surface and she was soo happy to feel the cool summers breeze swirl around her she gave a little click of joy. Quickly after her came Cybil and Alice her sister's, them too giving clicks of joy. Ashera lifted her beak as high as it could and then jumped high into the air her body spinning as she did soo. Now Asherah was a very rare kind of dolphin called the spinner dolphin she had a beautiful shiny grey skin that the sun reflected of. Going too a creamy white belly. Now her sister Alice was the same but she had a splash of spots on her melon Alice was a walking encyclopedia and was always ready to spring a fact. Cybil was the same as Alice Except had lost one of her flippers in a incident with a plastic bag. But thanks to the humans she made a fast recovery and her new plastic flipper nearly works a s well as her old one. Anyway the spinner dolphins were unique for their ability to spin while they were jumping.
Asherah jumped her whole body turning upside down as she did so spinning gracefully through the air SPLASH! Cybil jumping after her a little more clumsy ( her tail was a little big. ) Alice was suddenly still apart from the little flick of her flukes, then suddenly she gave a squeal of excitement. And dashed towards the droning sound coming from the north. The morning boat was here! Cybil and Asherah rushed after her spinning as they went. Slowly The morning boat came into view, It was a big boat with two main decks which hundreds of tourists and locals were squashed onto. Asherah did what she always did leaping up into the air spinning, except she added a twist, as she was spinning she blew water from her blowhole and it surrounded her while she span. When she landed in the water she saw something slowly moving through the water Harring! Her favourite she arched her back like a cat, then propel herself towards the Harring. Stretching her mouth wide open the closing it around the herring. As soon as the silver little herring entered her mouth she realised it was not a herring… YUCK! She tried to spit it out but it wouldn't come out. She started to panic thrashing wildly bucking and spinning. Clicking madly she realized that she was starting to suffocate. And her clicks became sharp inhales that soon became little high pitched squeaks. Alice looked up to the sky at the warm sun beating on her melon. Then she dived down to see if Asherah was ok. But to find Asherah lying silently on a bed of sand sand churning around her showing she had only just fallen.
“ASHERAH!!!!!” Asherah turned her head a little and made a little whiny sound Alice shouted to Cybil and with Cybil’s help they put there body under each flipper and slowly brang her to the surface Asherah took a little breath from her blowhole.Alice panicked when she saw that Asherah was barely breathing.
“ Cybil can you hold her for about 20 seconds?”
“ I think so”
So Cybil went under water holding her breath, and supported Asherah’s belly. Meanwhile alice dipped her beak towards a nearby stick the sped towards it. When it was in reach she opened her mouth and grasped the stick tightly with her teeth, then swam up to the surface. She signaled to Cybil that she could come up and while cybil supported Asherahs flipper and flukes Alice slowly put the stick into asherahs mouth and slowly used it like a spoon ( gripping it still with her teeth ) to pull out the silver thing. When she got it Asherah did a little jump of joy in her heart she could breathe again. Then she asked
“what was that?” Alice studied the floating thing that was now crumpled up.
“ my guess is tinfoil”
Then Asherah,Alice and Cybil lived a happy tinfoil free life.
The End
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