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The essays are just piling up. I had to write one for Will’s class, my students wrote a million of them, and now it’s Laura’s turn. Here’s her latest effort.

My Favorite Form of Transportation

When my dad takes me kayaking, it feels calm and peaceful, like it’s where I’m meant to be. In my opinion when you look forward when you’re in the kayak, it looks like one big arrowhead. When I’m in the boat I listen to the sounds that surround me, like the birds singing their beautiful songs, or the soft splash of the paddle against the water, or other boats passing us. When we’re out there not only do I concentrate on the sounds but also the smells. If you put your hand in the water and then pull it out again and smell it, it smells like a dirty child, and occasionally whenever we go fishing in it, it smells like a fish. Also the pine trees that surround you make a fresh pine smell. The reason I think it’s fun to travel in this kind of transportation is because I get to spend time with my dad and because I get to see wild life including an otter and beaver signs. I also like it because I actually get to get into the water and because it’s a real challenge when you’re paddling against the current. And the most recent trip was when we actually paddled on very choppy water to an island that had tons of rocks and while we were there . . . I . . . stepped in a dead fish that apparently a bear caught. That’s one reason why it smells like fish. I just really love this way of transportation and I hope you will too.