DESCRIBING MY SHELL
My object is a shell, a shell like any shell made from the same
material like any others, but my shell has a different form that makes it really special. The
sandy clear color, and the curved lines on its exterior seem like a finger print to describe
its individuality. Its shiny smooth inner part has a hole. A Hawaiian beach without water
in it. A black round part on the top seems like its head. The shape of the yellow dog was
created on its soft bright side. So sweet this dog with small simple eyes. Its hair is
unequally arranged in both sides of its head, at the longest side, its hair goes straight
down to cover its right unseen ear, three black lines comb through, start straight and then
get curved as its hair does so.
My shell isn't a piece of trash, nor a piece of rock, my shell was once
alive. A shell with a beautiful design, it knows the ocean well, it stay behind for a long
time. My shell has a smell and even though doesn't smell as strong as it did, once it was
taken from the beach. Its lingering odor determines that my shell never forgot the place
where it came from.
My shell is triangle form without sharp edges, almost 8.7 cm long and
11.2 cm. Wide, there are many blue curved lines on the exterior of my shell, the clearest
one is the shortest one, 3 cm. away from the black head at the narrow side. Brown and
blue lines appear on the shell's narrow side beside the black head. On the interior , dark
yellow spots created a dog face with a white spot surrounding the left eye, an opened
mouth with square shape, not meant to scare us, it seems Hungry or maybe it got tired
from staying confined in this shell and wants to get out to Play and jump and run fast, his
simple crying eyes indicates that he isn't looking for trouble, his nose almost disappears
from the image, one small hole beside three tiny lines create his nose, these lines become
smaller as it moves to his right side.
A shell is the most universally identifiable part of a creature known as
a mollusk. This particular shell was once the home and a source of protection of a clane.
For me, catching this kind of nature treasure with each incoming wave often meant one of
my favorite outdoor activities like fishing. When I was little, I loved visiting the beach;
it was my favorite place. I didn't have any brothers or sisters that were close to my age,
and my parents were busy all the time. I remember sneaking out with my dog through my
room's narrow window and heading directly to the beach, It was close, so I didn't have to
get charged for a metro card. One day, as I was walking along the beach, I found this
beautiful shiny seashell, It was different than the others, its diverse clear colors took me
into different world. I was astonished with its beauty; I always loved those fairy tales
about a fisherman who found a ring in a fish, or those people who saw a mermaid sitting
on a rock, I always believed these beautiful stories, I always thought how lucky those
people are, and that perhaps this seashell was the thing that will bring me luck, I took it
with me anywhere I went, and kept asking it for requests. I wanted to keep it forever, but
my mom wouldn't let me have it in my room; it was really smelly and that made my
mom asked me to throw it away immediately â¦, I didn't want to throw my friend in the
garbage, so I took it back to the beach. On my way, I saw this guy on the side of the street
selling seashell necklaces, a piece of design, those beautiful seashells created those
wonderful necklaces, but weren't as beautiful as my shell. I looked at their prices and
said to myself: "gosh, these seashells are really pricy, my seashell is probably worth more
than those" I wouldn't let anybody carry my shell, so as I watched the children playing in
the water and listened to their laughter, I held my little seashell close to my heart... to let
it know that I cared very much that it had lived once, and that it had died. A moment
later, my shell was free in the sea.
Back then, life was simple, we looked at the world with innocent
eyes, free from the complexities and misguided interpretations often associated with
experience and maturity. Our quick development makes us forget these simple life parts.
Looking back into these nature resources from a child eyes will make us recognize more
complex situation need to solve like pollution and global warming for example, we
don't need complex things to design our homes, we can use simple nature resources to
create a beautiful design, we can use shells for decoration, and shells have long been
used for ornamentation, tools, and coins. They are important today in the production of
such items as "pearl" buttons, jewelry, and other decorative items.
Shell-collecting is a popular hobby throughout the world. People
from different ages enjoy looking for these charming marine organism. No wonder
because it doesn't cost any money, people from different ages can easily do it,
nevertheless people like to have one
Describing sea shell
the essay tries to describe a shell in perfect manner, a sea shell is one object that is forgotten
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