Writer & Poet Dena Austin Miller Forward facing to address change from the heart of our Great Nation our Children. Reaching out to excellent parents, teachers and principals who excite students to the future. With an emphasis on Science,Tech industry and Leadership.
As parents from all parts of the world descend on the beaches of California for vacation it is in your best interest to learn water safety. I offer up a word of warning, the Pacific Ocean is a place of beauty but, the surf does create some extremely dangerous conditions to wade in. [scroll to the bottom for water safety links]
Surfing one of my favorite spots in Encinitas; a super cute town with shops and beautiful beaches, I had the notion to get out of the water and walk North a bit to surf another peak. I paddle out and notice a really strong rip current pulling sand to the surface of the ocean about 24-30 yards out. When there is sand at the water surface its due to a very strong rip current of ocean water. The rip pulls water out to sea in a narrow (but, sometimes can be wide) straight line vertical to the horizon. I was sitting just outside the first break of waves and my inner spirit ask me to look to the shore, I did and just where I got the notion to paddle out about 5 minutes earlier were two small children caught in the rip getting pulled out to sea. They were struggling to keep their head above water and while this was no easy task they were doing their best at it. [My money’s on it, their parents had placed them in swim classes and at that moment was paying off in BIG dividedness.]
This is when time stood still: I glanced at the lifeguard on his walki talki and grabbing his buoy: I was paddling to the boy to get him before he went under: looking at the sister to assess how far she was from her brother: the moments with movement froze. The lifeguard was lightning fast into the water, quick fly strokes brought him to the boy at the same time as me, I pulled back just a bit and kept my eye on the sister and now mother coming out to sea and directly into the rip. The lifeguard grabbed up both children and talked calmly to them as he rapped his buoy around their chests and pulled them onto land.
I have been in the ocean since before I could walk, I have come upon this many a summer. My brother was a lifeguard for 11yrs, I never was but, thanks to my faith in God and my daily prayer that the Lord places me where I need to be when I need to be there, I have rested many a small child across my board and paddled them on to dry land.
Today the Lord called in a notion, I thought it was weird that I would leave the spot I was surfing only to walk a bit up to surf another spot; with what turned out to be really lame waves. I got stuck sitting there wondering why in the world I did that. Then when I was paddling over to the boy, saw the fear and terror in his eyes, watched him gulp water in his efforts to breathe, I knew then why I was there. There was no question in my mind the spirit called and I answered.
The experience was so hard and gut wrenching, I had to go home. The drive home I cried. I will never forget that little boy and how close he was to death.
Here are some ocean safety links and videos on youtube. So you can familiarize yourself with rip currents-"undertows" and other ocean hazards before you step on the beach.
A Poem for a special teacher and coach Mr. Jesse Mindlin Austin's Success is greatly due to your efforts. Thank you
Onward a Poem by Dena Austin Miller -for you Mr. Mindlin
The little ant finds his friend half dead Frantically scrambling around his tiny body Reaching out, grabbing him up Lifting him over head Hustling along the counter top top speed must be enough to get him underground before he gives up the fight He's a PJ out to save lives He's got to take the right path through IED's of water drops The tiny body is light atop He has confidence he can pull this off He's done this hundreds of times before with success He has tactical skills deep in his subconscious
The ground he has to cover is immense
He know's this He's got this They'll make it There's no options outside of complete and total success
Zig Zagging comrades Pushing through Never giving up
The shoot is in sight The drop is made The tiny body passed off
Turning directly around, heading to the light Out the shoot Top speed Onward
I cry in deep sadness, the news that Maya Angelou has passed breaks my heart into bits, I feel like vomiting. I'm so very very sad. I know it's selfish to feel sad, but, her spirt spoke to me and her poems made life so wonderful. I am so very very sad.
I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings-Maya Angelou
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom
The free bird thinks of another breeze and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.