Rock Jumping 10/20/11 2:35 PM

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Felix

Rock Jumping  

Rock  

Jumping    

By  Felix  

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In the summer of 2011 when I was 10 , I experienced a very strong sensation. 13 of us (my cousins

and one of there friends and my family) boated at a speed of 80 knots on a huge zodiac. At a gigantic

rock jumping place (“Le med”) the day was getting even more fun. Arthur (my cousin 13 years old)

and I started to claw our way up the rocks. It took us a very short amount of time but it felt like a

couple of hours to get to where we wanted to jump from. Up from the top we could see porqurolle (an

island south of France), other cliffs and fish jumping out of the water. At one point I saw a huge fish

near the boat.

It felt like the fish told me to jump from a higher place. The fish then went down in the sea. In the

end I stood about on top of the water 7 meters. Arthur was going to jump 14 meters and the rocks

were at an angle! I was so amused to see him jump from that high. It looked so freaky. I felt like a

wimp because he was more brave and was jumping twice as high!.

I was ready to jump. I bent down and leaped into the sky. I felt like a bird falling, hugging myself

with my hands crossed, gripping my shoulders. Then gurgle...gurgle...gurgle... down, down, down,

down like an arrow traveling downwards to kill its prey. Then I shoot up like a rocket and I breathe.

“Lets do that again” I say.

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