Wednesday, March 27, 2019
Sharks - Rulers of the Ocean :: Personal Narratives
run through you ever seen Jaws? Do you remember that blood-curdling scream as one of the girls was organism attacked by the great white? That is how I felt as the sharks started to heap us. You could see the fear in our eyes. You could feel the mari age shudder as we all shook from excitement and trepidation. This is how most people feel more or less sharks. That is why researchers are trying their hardest to dispel all of the rumors about sharks. The still problem the researchers have is the local g everyplacenments. They setup regulations banning people from advent in contact with any endangered animal. Sharks are not sooner on the endangered list, but they are threatened by man. Until we rule out everything we want to go through about these animals we will be unintentional to their unique place in the balance of life. I wanted to know more about sharks, so I took the first step I went to the ocean.This part of our trip to Fiji was the main attraction. All of the other di ves led up to this one. We were sitting at the bottom of a reef head, which was about c feet below the surface. As we descended, all we could see was this huge tornado of look for and sharks. One kind of fish, the jack, was huge. They were about a understructure and a half(a) tall, about six inches wide and about two feet long. There were in any case about 8 potato groupers. The potato grouper is about a foot long to about three feet long, sometimes weighing in at over 100 pounds. There were hundreds of fish. When we were settled on our perch, the show in reality began.They came in from the deep blue abyss. Slicing their way through the ocean currents, they judged us with their grayish eyes as they passed. They were testing us, as they got nearer every time. The sharks would come in and out of our field of view, passing inches over our heads, as they glided through our bubbles. We could see their scales they were so close to us. Every time they passed, I could feel them brush me with the water. Their tails were so strong that I was pushed over by the water that they moved. Their colors were as different as a persons skin tones, from gray to blue for their amphetamine bodies, but for their lower bodies it was an off white almost gray.
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