When I went to Shelter Island
Every year I go to Shelter Island which is at the end of Long Island. Every time we go we always stay at the same houses. The houses that we go to, have a hammock, a dock and our own beach. This year when we went, we found a gigantic pylon on the beach that had washed up during the hurricane. That log led to many forts and bridges and also dams. The last three times we were there Cole and his sister Tess were there with us. We went swimming with him and he got stung by a jellyfish. One day, Cole and I were swimming out to the raft and we saw some jellyfish. We got out to the raft and we didn’t really didn’t want to stay out there long. We jumped in around 3 times and then it started to pour and we couldn’t see the water. Cole jumped in after me and I had a boogie board and so the jellyfish went under me but it hit Cole in the arm and then we felt little things sticking in to us. They were little fish like things and they hurt. The next day we were in Greenport and we went to the fish market. My dad was trying to figure out how to open a clam. The person showed him and then she said, “Who wants to eat the raw clam?” I offered to eat it because I love raw clams. When we got home, I painted a face on the shell and named him “Clambo”.