Shark
Each day weather permitting I go
to the beach. I clean the sand out of the wheels and pivots of my wheel chair.
I lube the hubs on the front wheels. Pack my day bag along with my binoculars
and wheel myself down Ocean Drive. My destination: the giant palm tree on the
south east corner of the Villagio Hotel Property. It's the perfect spot. It's
about fifty yards from the water at low tide. The brick pavers aren’t too
difficult for a wheel chair, so I manage.
I really love this spot the sidewalk and common areas are a rustic
Mediterranean color and the palm gives me shade for most of the day. My only
competition for this tiny piece of real estate is Jimmy the Bum. Jimmy, who is
drunk most of the time, occasionally beats me here. He panhandles, sleeps, and
picks up old cigarette butts to try and smoke what’s left of them. Today I'm
first so Jimmy will have to take the other side of the sidewalk. I got my spot!
From about ten o'clock to two
o'clock the walkway is busy, tourists mostly going back and forth from the
restaurants and hotels. Families carrying their beach bags, husbands,
boyfriends, lovers talking to their wives, girlfriends, lovers- who knows. I
enjoy the activity and I eavesdrop a little.
The afternoon is typical Jimmy is
sleeping off his early morning drinking and I am watching all the beach goers.
There is a couple that has my attention. A man and women together, she is
coated in suntan oil, I can see it glistening off her bronze skin from here. He
is just sitting and watching everything. He seems to be a very observant man.
His girlfriend—I don't think they are married— sometimes checks his glances,
she is suspicious, but she remains quiet. I just think he is observant.
About twenty yards north of their
position another couple is enjoying the sun. I’m sure they’re married. They
display a lack of interest in each other that many married couples show in
public. It’s hard to really know what that means—it could be trust—it could be who
cares. They talk and I guess they both decide he would go to the food stand
and get some refreshments. He walks by me and heads for the stand. On the way
back he says hi to me and asks if I'm a vet. I say “yes” and he commends me for
my service. What a nice guy!
I watch both couples, the married
couple, and the observant man who is coupled with the jealous women. The
married man goes into the water, while the observant man just sits under his
umbrella with his shades on. There’s a lot of people in the water today, the
tide is low, water temperature is seventy-three degrees. The low tide is great
for children to play in, there is no shelf or drop off. So many kids are on
boogie boards, floats. Families playing together. It's a beautiful day.
I look for the married man, but I
don’t see him. I glance towards his chair, look at his wife, she is sleeping,
but I cannot see the man. So I gaze over the crowd. Maybe he got out of the
water and went for a walk on the beach. I look up and down the beach, then I
see him pop his head up in the water. He must be quit a swimmer, to stay under
water that long. So I look back at the observant man, he is watching something,
his head perks up, something has his attention. I look back towards the married
man, he has gone under water.
The observant man gets up and
starts yelling shark, shark as he runs towards the beach where all the children
are playing. I see the fin, it’s definitely a shark. The life guards come to
life leaping from their sedentary posts.
The jealous women, watches her boyfriend as he runs towards the water.
The married women, wakes up and begins looking for her husband. Everyone else stands up with their cell
phones and they all begin recording the excitement. Children are running for
their moms and dads. Moms and dads are running for their children, and the wife
stands at the edge of the water looking for her husband. The observant man is still yelling shark and
he is in the water. The married mans head pops up and the shark is right behind
him.
There is thrashing and the water
turns red. The observant man stops. He stares at the spot where he last saw the
married man, and he does not leave the water. I look around many people are
still recording the event with their
phones, but some have stopped. The ones that stopped go to their chairs and
begin texting or whatever it is that they do. I glance at Jimmy he is sleeping
through all the excitement.
Best Shark Book
A head neck and torso wash up to
the beach. The man who had a kind exchange with me, just moments ago, is gone.
His wife is holding her hands up towards the water and she looks over at the
man who tried to warn everyone. She must be in shock.
Most people stop recording the
event with their cell phones. Paramedics come rushing by me with stretchers and
they all step on Jimmy’s feet that are sticking out in the walkway. People are
coming off the street to see what happened, the walkway is getting crowded.
The jealous women: goes to her
boyfriend. Suddenly he is a viral man and she is aroused, she shows this by
kissing him passionately. They hug for a moment. He walks out of the water, shaking his head.
I can tell he wanted to save the man.
The life guards and paramedics talk to him, a few pat him on the back.
His girlfriend enjoys the attention he is getting, he is shy about it.
The medical examiner arrives
while other city services clean up and gather information. The tourists who
recorded some of the event are gone, others who witnessed and recorded all of
it are talking with police, and a few to local news crews. I guess it will be
all over the local TV news tonight.
The observant man and his
girlfriend leave.
I sat and thought about what I
had just witnessed. The observant man saved a lot of children, the shark went
right through the area where they were playing. I toss an old cocoanut at Jimmy
to wake him up. Startled he hits his head on the brick wall and spills all the
change the passers-by tossed into his cap. I guess it's time to go home.
I’m lucky. My apartment is on the
first floor, it’s small, but I like it. I have a computer desk that my chair
fits up to nicely. I like to browse the internet sometimes. So I make a
sandwich and roll myself into place. When my browser comes up it always shows
me the latest news on CNN, FOX, and the local stations. I also watch You-Tube
videos. I always watch the most popular videos of the day.
CNN, FOX have more war stuff—
ISIS stories. The local channel has the weather, always the weather, the only
good news they can report is the weather, because the weather is always good.
You-Tube has taken life though,
there is a bunch of videos streaming in- fresh new content- that everyone loves
to see. All the top videos today have a similar title. SHARK ATTACK — SHARKS
SWARM MAN— SHARK EATS MAN ALIVE— and the most popular of the day MAN WATCHES
SHARK EAT ANOTHER MAN.
The views of all the videos are
soaring, the most popular was at 200,000 one minute then 2,000,000 the next.
And the world that now …sees itself as a witness, to this horrific event, is
weighing in with comments. The streams
of opinions never seem to end, but they all say about the same thing.
Cavegirl21: “It was horrible, he just stood there. What
a coward.”
Avenger17: “If I was close enough I would’ve saved
him.”
I'm a slut 18: “Did you see the look on the woman’s face as
she looked at that coward.”
Lonlygirl12: “I'm horrified. The coward looked like my
father who left us.”
Braveheart29: “I will find that
coward! I’ll teach him about bravery.”
Enlightenus4: “Our society is
failing. We must all seek the truth to understanding.”
Anger69: “I'll beat his worthless ass.”
Sugarlipps: “How can someone just stand there while
their best friend gets eaten alive?”
Monstor99: “My rage shall be felt throughout the
land.”
Monstor99: also quoted Edmund
Burke, “that evil succeed when good men do nothing.”
The bravado: pouring
out of their empty souls, as they espouse their opinions of life and
mankind. How pathetic to sit in solitary
self-imposed confinement and criticize the world. Every video I watched was of
the shark attack: that I witnessed. All the brave commentators were nowhere
near the scene of the attack. The
up-loads showed all the videos were posted by companies called XCITE, CONTENT
MEDIA, YOUJUSTSAWIT, and others. They all pay for videos. The people who made
the short videos had their story and they got some quick cash. This all got under my skin, I was angry. So I
thought about it and responded.
My online name
is GWVET54 and this is what I wrote back.
I saw this shark attack, and the man you all are condemning
tried to save the man who got attacked. He did save several children who were
in the water. They were not friends, he was brave, and his actions should be
commended.
Responses were as
follows.
Sugarlipps:
Where is your video, if you were there. You’re probably the coward. People like
you are ruining the internet.”
Avenger17,Braveheart29, and Anger69 all replied with the same answer:
YOU’RE A LIAR! In capital letters of course, they wanted me to feel their
anger. I didn’t.
I turned off my
computer and turned on the TV for the local evening news. First story, shark
attack, they did not pin point the location for fear of scaring away the
tourists. But they did show video that showed the man running into the water
and warning everyone: although the news commentator said, “He sure caused a
panic, but children were saved. So I
guess it was worth it.” They mentioned there was a victim, but did not disclose
any more information about him.
About a week later,
on You-Tube there was another video of the attack. Someone named Clarity33
posted it on their channel. So I guess Clarity33 was on the beach that day. It
had a few hits, and one comment about the man warning the children. But most
people had already moved on, satisfied that they knew the real story.
Copyright© 2014 Artemis J Jones
2 comments:
Artemis, I read 'Over the Wall' and 'Shark' and enjoyed both. You have an ability to build up a story in the narrative, allowing it to gain pace before bringing it to a natural conclusion.
If the truth be known it was'Shark' that most grabbed my interest. The insight given by the narrator/witness is graphic and appeals to the modern phenomena of sensationalism. The speed of the narrative is perfect and the perceived neutrality of the witness admirable.
However I enjoy his loss of objectivity following his perusal of the internet posts. It's laughable and quite predictable that the incident provokes this sort of reaction; so indicative of contemporary needs to find someone to blame, even in the most tragic of accidents.
The only pointer I'd give you, my friend, with respect to someone who writes better than me, is your use of the comma. A pause is not required when when you use a conjunction, save where there is an aside after the conjunction eg "...what the team needs and..." There is no pause required. You can however use the pause after a conjunction as follows:
"...we spoke a lot and, albeit discreetly, continued through the night..."
Please don't take this aa a Limey patronising his American cousin. You asked for a critique and I hope I've provided one of sorts.
Your style is good and I'm sure that there's more stuff worth reading on your blog, which I still need to explore in more detail.
Stay in touch mate.
Nick Marray
Nick, thank you and I appreciate the feedback. I will be looking for more stuff from you, and appreciate you taking the time to give this blog a read.
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