Personal Narrative: The Hawaiian
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Islander perception
The Hawaiian looks like a caramel god as he rides the waves. Wind running through his hair, water droplets hits his face as he goes into the wave tunnel. He smells like a hibiscus, and the ocean combined with the fragrance of the sun, feeling all the confidence in the world thinking that he is about to make it out, the wave crashed down on him and he wiped-out. As he comes up from underneath the water, he feels the sun hit his face and he feels complete and loved. He hears his friend’s laughter and soon goes to them and joins them in laughter as they went back to the beach to have a drink. This drink taste like mango's, and pineapples, and coconut all combined together it was his favorite drink and to him it tasted like