I will post these little “insights” from time to time, so, here, without further ado, is the first:
It’s the weekend. A beautiful Saturday morning, skies are blue, no clouds, and it’s pretty hot. You decide to take advantage of the fact you live in Miami and you pack your cooler, grab some big, colorful towels, folding chairs and umbrella. You stop somewhere on the way for suntan lotion and sunblock. You are going to the beach!
So you get there, park your car, fill the parking meter with enough change for the day, grab all your stuff and head straight for the shore. The sand is already hot but it doesn’t bother you as in a minute or two you will be frollicking in the Atlantic Ocean.
You stab your umbrella into the sand, set up the folding chairs and pause, for a second, to take in that delicious sea air. There’s little kids everywhere, playing ball, making sand castles, jumping in and out of the beautiful blue-green wet stuff. All the while the waves hitting the shore is a constant song.
You open your cooler, grab a cold one, pop it open and drop into your beach chair, ready to relax.
You see a couple of kids pulling something out of the water. It’s hard to tell at first what it is because of the waves. They’re struggling with it even though you’re pretty sure it floats. When they finally manage to get it out of the water you see that it’s a piece of wood. It looks like a two-by-ten, a piece of lumber about 5 feet long. It has some ropes tied to it.
So what’s your first thought when you see this?
“Geez. What if that’s a piece of someone’s raft?”