We know that our words have the power to create pictures in our readers mind.
We watched a shocking video clip about the horrible plastic floating around the Bali and we wrote a descriptive piece of writing from the divers perspective.
Here are a few of the many lovely examples of writing.
A roof of plastic hovered over my body as I drifted through the torture. "They don't have a choice do they?" I thought to myself. Ghosts of rubbish drifted into my face as I kicked my way through murky water which the sea creatures have to live in.
In this situation I would have usually cleaned the sea but this disaster doesn't end just now and not here. Plastic bags floated and bobbed up and down just like jelly-fish. My face started to heat up and turn red. Eyes bulging, head spinning and stomach rumbling with disgust. I saw a needy sting-ray alone probably looking for REAL food to eat.
As I made my way through the filthy rubbish a medium sized chip packet brushed my face then strayed into my hand. Suddenly a little spider of guilt crawled down my spine. As the journey ended, my heart hammered against my chest begging me to do something.
As I packed away my stuff I was texting a few people to meet me down at the beach. It's about time this scenario changed.
By Caitlin
5 years ago I fell in love with this ocean...I had finally got to my destination and then my eyes gazed around. I smiled then it changed to a frown. Tears dripped down my cheeks. I didn't have anything to say. I was disgusted and disappointed. I jumped in the water as slowly as a grandma crossing the road.
As I entered the water I felt the seaweed crawling around me like cockroaches. I looked left, I looked right. I said to myself "I should have a better look." My body started to get goose bumps as I dodged the rubbish. Pollution is common in the country. I saw plastic bags drifting through the murky water and broken down bits of rubbish.
Darkness surrounded me and rubbish hovered on top of me like a helicopter looking for me.
How can these marine animals live?
By Ali
A ceiling full of plastic covered my shivering body as I swam around the filthy, murky water. I saw rubbish flying onto my skin like bullets heading directly for its target.
Plastic bags, chip packets, and lolly wrappers is what I saw. I gazed at the giganticness. I could feel the insides of my body getting ready to vomit. My stomach flipped, tossed and turned as I glanced back at the disgusting pile of rubbish.
I wondered why people would do that to the ocean. 80% of the air that we breathe is made from the sea. If they dump a pile of rubbish into the ocean, that means we are inhaling half of the rubbish that sits in the sea.
The sting-ray glided through the water as the rubbish merged into a group and slowly drifted towards it.
I felt so gutted by what people would do to the ocean.
By Hazyl
