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imagine that you were one of the boys trapped on the beach . describe in not more than 200 words what you did from the time you were cut off by the time until you finally reached the too of the cliff. Use your own words as far as possible

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Answered by upenderjoshi28
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If ever I would get trapped on the beach, I would ensure our survival until some help arrived. The top priority would be to search for drinking water and food. I would collect as many coconuts as possible from the coconut trees that abound on beaches. The next priority would be to find source of food. In this emergency situation, fruit trees could be of great help. On islands, coconut palm trees can easily be found. Fish can also be caught from the streams of fresh water. Next priority would be to find an ideal shelter that would be quite safe. Hammocks, high above the ground could be tied for the safe sleep for the first night. Hammocks would keep the group members safe on that unfamiliar beach. In order to keep the cold off, in case it got quite cold at night, fire could be lighted. Fired could be produced by hitting two stones against each other, or by rubbing two dry sticks vigorously. A burnt fire would also help in keeping dangerous animals at bay. Next day we would have to devise some methods to send SOS signals, either by burning fire and putting wet wood or leaves on it for smoke. These are some of the measures that I would use to survive on an unfamiliar beach.  Finally I would climb a cliff to see whether there was any boat or ship around whose help I could take to get back home.





Answered by Sudhalatwal
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I, along with four of my friends, went to Maldives during winters last year. We were awestruck by the pristine beauty of the island. Since we all are great swimmers, not even a single day we missed and swam every morning in the clear water of the Indian ocean. 

It was the day before we had to return that Jonathan and Mac stayed at the resort while Shyan and I went for the swim. As soon as we were about to enter the sea, there a giant high tide arose which seemed to drown us down with its pressure. We were lucky enough to not to have gone far from the beach and we both were thrown on the beach by some inexplicable force draining us of all our energy and senses. We lay there for quite some time which I can't recall, for when I returned to my consciousness, I found myself on my bed in the resort. 

It so happened that Mac and Jonathan got news of the high tide and they came to the beach with security staff of the resort and escorted us to safety. 

Even today, I thank God for saving us that day, for had we gone a little farther in the sea, we were surely have drowned in the immeasurable depth of the ocean.
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