Here are a sample of our efforts today.
The boat was moving like it was on jelly.
The waves brushed against the waka.
The icey cold weather slowly gets colder and colder as we travel further south.
I look at the sea and it reminds you of beautiful crystals.
I hear the wind howling. It is speaking to me me, "Danger is coming!"
The wind blows on my face as I pull in the sails.
The sun shines like a lightbulb. It reminds me of my home. " I wish I was there I think."
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