The sun was up. The sand was warm. The water was excited to hit the shore.
A hammock was swaying in between two coconut trees. It carried in it five children, laughing loudly as the cool breeze hit their faces. Another four were standing near the tree, shouting to have their turn on the hammock. And Caloy was one of them.
The screaming and begging of the kids were halted when Auntie Beth called for lunch. The boy next to Caloy said, “Let’s race to the picnic table!” And off the children went, but not Caloy. Once the hammock was vacated, he saw this as an opportunity to ride in the hammock, solo. But as soon as he sat in it, the rope connecting it to the trees snapped and he fell to the ground. Auntie Beth saw this. But instead of helping him stand up, she said angrily, “Is that how an honor student acts?! You know that five had already been on it and you know that the rope is not strong enough. But still you sat on it. Didn’t you realize that? Look what happened to you! You are an honor student, you should have known better! And… didn’t I tell you to come and eat?”
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