I couldn't participate in this community's writing prompt last week because I had too much on my plate. So, when I saw Sir Galen's prompt yesterday, I saved it and decided to write about it. It's actually difficult to choose because two of them were unsuitable for me. Then, in essence, it will be a real challenge.
Another week, another writing prompt initiated by sir @galenkp in his wonderful community, Weekend Experiences. There are four topics with subquestions this week. You will choose one and write about it as thoroughly as possible. The topics are diverse and I believe the community will enjoy them. As for me, I chose the second option, as stated in the question,
Space exploration and ocean exploration are vastly different. The vast differences are obvious because space is above and the ocean is below. I was weighing my interest in the two and came to the conclusion that ocean exploration is far superior to space exploration. Marine creatures live and hide in the depths of the oceans, where they are protected by currents and pressure. The more you learn about bodies of water, the more you will realize how vast and mysterious they are.
As my professor threw chalk in my face, I closed my notebook. "Mr. Denn! Are you paying attention?" yelled my enraged professor. I noticed that most of my classmates were looking at me. My friends on my left side were giggling, trying to hide their evil laughs. I stood up from my chair, rolling my pen in my hands. "I am listening, Miss. I’m sorry! " I replied.
When the bell rang, everything calmed down. The entire class heard it, and we immediately cleaned up our notebooks, pens, and books on our desks. "Finally!" I mumbled. After I gathered my belongings, I dashed toward our science laboratory because Mr. Samson had called me early this morning. He will reveal which students will be selected for a once-in-a-lifetime trip abroad with a well-known ocean exploration company. I opened the door slowly and smoothly so as not to disturb whoever was inside. "I'm going to enter!" I spoke in a calm tone.
Before making the announcement, we waited for a few students to arrive. Mr. Samson kept cracking jokes, and we all laughed. "There you are!" Now that everyone has arrived, I'll announce the five lucky students. Are you all pumped up? Mr. Samson stated. He's already announced four students, and my name hasn't been called. Because I was nervous, my right foot shook. I tried to relax, but it didn't work. "Last but not least, Mr. Denn, come on up here in front!" he exclaimed cheerfully.
"Oh my goodness! Thank you very much! Thank you very much, sir! " I said with a big smile, constantly bowing down. The names that were announced were complete. During the exploration, he instructed us on what to bring, what to do, and what to see. I returned home content. After a week, ocean exploration is about to begin. I kissed Mom, bid her goodbye, and went to school. When I saw Mr. Samson with my colleagues, he drove us straight to the site.
At the port, I noticed a large, black submarine. As if it was attempting to entice us to come inside right away. We were called one by one and given a name tag with the words "guest students" at the bottom. The complexity of the machines, wiring, and equipment inside astounded me. The tour guide showed us the fundamentals of the submarine. He walked us around, pointing out forbidden areas and the location of our two-day stay.
The engine began to roll shakily. I was nervous, but I was more excited. I looked out the windows and saw the beautiful color of the ocean. It was aquamarine, clear water, and various marine life were swimming around, as if happy to see me. I smiled at them while photographing a fish that came to my window. Coral reefs are beautiful, with small fish swimming around them. I saw a school of fish form a v-shape and then make a face to frighten off predators.
I was crying and jumping at my window because of the view. I've been waiting for this moment my entire life. Witnessing marine life with my own eyes blew my mind. The submarine descended deeper and deeper. Finally, I noticed a group of sharks circling them, hunting smaller fish. So this is what you mean by the marine food chain. When the door to our room opened, a service crew told us to come out. "Dear students, please join me for dinner. "Fall in line accordingly," the crew said.
We had lasagna, chicken, and a vegetable salad for dinner. I didn't like the vegetable salad when I first saw it, but it surprised me when I tried it. While we were eating, the tourist guide told us about the submarine's history. "According to ancient history, the first sailing vessel built by Ancient Egypt and used to travel along the Nile River was built around 4000 BC. Our forefathers continuously developed and improved sailing ships over time," he explained. "When was the submarine invented?" a friend of mine questioned.
"What a wonderful question, dear! In fact, the plan to build a submarine occurred in 1578, but William Bourne did not carry it out. The first submarine has been created after four decades. Cornelis Drebbel, a genius, created it out of wood, iron, and leather. Since then, it has been continuously innovating, with sea and ocean exploration occurring breakthrough by breakthrough," he responded.
The brief history of submarines astounded me. Our exploration continued, and I witnessed the magnificent creation of oceanic life. True, only 5% of bodies of water have been explored, leaving the remaining portion unexplored. After two days, we returned to the port, where we climbed aboard the submarine. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will be remembered fondly in my heart. How incredible the oceanic and marine life that we humans have begun to pollute over time. I truly believe that once you begin experiencing and exploring what lies beneath the sea's surface, you will realize how beautiful they are and how much we rely on them to survive.
Resources:
Ocean Literacy Portal by UNESCO
