Stagg
1
 Caitlin
Stagg
 Lampman
208‐03
 9
December
2010
 You,
Me,
and
the
Bay
of
Monterey
 
 
 If
you
were
to
ask
someone
what
are
the
most
important
things
to
them
in


life,
they
probably
wouldn’t
say
the
326
million
trillion
gallons
of
ocean
that
covers
 Earth.
But
to
me,
the
ocean
is
pure
bliss
and
inspiration.
It
has
led
me
to
want
to
do
 things
that
have
sometimes
seemed
impossible
for
me.
 The
presence
of
failure
used
to
haunt
me.
It
followed
me
around
just
as
the
 rain
clouds
seem
to
follow
your
worst
day
and
just
as
summer
follows
spring.
I
have
 slowly
learned
to
not
fear
failure
as
much,
and
to
try
and
put
it
behind
me.
I
learned
 to
do
this
with
the
help
of
Monterey,
California.
In
an
odd
way,
this
city
gives
me
the
 motivation
that
I
need
in
life.

 The
first
time
I
remember
going
to
Monterey
was
when
I
was
around
fifth
or
 sixth
grade.
We
were
visiting
my
grandparents
in
San
Jose
and
my
sister
and
her
 family
in
Lodi.
We
tried
to
make
a
trip
down
from
Idaho
once
a
year,
usually
right
 after
Christmas.
This
time,
we
decided
to
take
a
trip
to
Monterey
with
my
mom,
 sister
Chelsea,
two
of
our
best
friends
Lauryn
and
Corinne,
and
their
dad,
Greg.
Greg
 and
my
mom
were
the
same
age
and
had
grown
up
as
friends
in
Hawaii.
Lauryn
and
 Corinne,
Greg’s
twin
daughters,
were
two
years
older
than
me.
My
sister
and
I
had
 finally
met
them
two
years
earlier
when
they
made
a
road
trip
up
to
Idaho.
Now
we
 felt
like
the
four
of
us
had
been
best
friends
for
years.
We
wanted
to
do
everything


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 together
including
sleepovers
at
their
house
for
the
weekend,
seeing
everything
 they
like
to
do
in
their
little
town
of
Mountain
View,
and
go
on
a
day
trip
to
 Monterey.
Corinne
had
a
device
to
play
her
iPod
through
the
tape
player
in
the
green
 van
so
we
listened
to
music
picked
by
us
and
not
the
adults
for
the
entire
hour
and
a
 half
drive.
When
we
got
to
Monterey
we
parked
in
a
pay‐per‐hour
parking
lot
and
 walked
downtown.
There
were
a
lot
of
cute
shops
and
restaurants
lining
the
streets
 filled
with
pedestrians.
There
were
t‐shirt
and
souvenir
shops
and
high‐class
 jewelry
shops
selling
pearls
from
the
ocean
that
we
were
walking
next
to.
We
 walked
along
the
streets
and
boardwalk
looking
at
our
options
and
then
picked
one
 of
the
restaurants
on
the
pier
to
eat
at.
Lauryn
and
Corinne
both
ordered
virgin
 strawberry
daiquiris.
Chelsea
and
I
did
the
same
and
that
began
my
obsession
of
 ordering
virgin
daiquiris
for
the
next
couple
of
years.
We
sat
at
a
table
situated
 between
the
bar
and
the
patio.
The
tall
doors
to
the
patio
were
wide
open,
it
was
 sunny
and
the
ocean
breeze
was
coming
through
the
restaurant.
When
you
looked
 out
over
the
patio
you
saw
ocean
for
miles
and
miles.
It
is
the
perfect
blue,
a
non‐ threatening,
smiling
blue
that
reflects
the
sky.
We
took
pictures
on
the
pier
outside
 the
restaurant
then
continued
on
to
the
aquarium.
 The
Monterey
Bay
Aquarium
is
on
Cannery
Row,
a
historic
street
highlighted
 in
John
Steinbeck’s
novels.
The
aquarium
looked
big
from
the
outside
but
was
even
 larger
inside.
With
ceilings
higher
than
I
had
ever
seen
before,
my
first
few
steps
 inside
the
aquarium
were
overwhelming,
to
say
the
least.
We
got
a
visitor’s
map
of
 the
aquarium,
showing
where
all
of
the
different
exhibits
and
displays
were
located.
 We
started
at
the
Kelp
Forest
exhibit,
a
25‐foot
tall
tank
displaying
all
kinds
of


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 animals
and
plants
that
would
be
found
in
the
ocean
surrounding
the
Monterey
Bay
 and
the
aquarium.
At
first
you
see
the
bottom
layer
of
all
the
plants
sticking
out
of
 the
sand
when
you
stand
on
the
first
floor,
then
you
move
up
to
the
second
floor
and
 its
like
you
just
moved
up
towards
the
ocean
surface
a
layer,
and
then
again
to
the
 third
floor.
 All
of
the
exhibits
in
the
aquarium
are
this
fantastic
and
moving.
They
show
 you
things
that
you
could
never
have
dreamed
of
seeing
unless
you
were
scuba
 diving.
It
lets
you
live
in
the
ocean
for
even
a
few
hours.

When
I
was
younger,
The
 Little
Mermaid
was
one
of
my
favorite
movies.
Now,
even
though
I
was
much
older,
I
 was
given
the
chance
to
feel
like
a
mermaid.
Stand
with
only
a
glass
wall
between
 me
and
the
water
world
I
found
so
fascinating.
 I
have
wanted
to
become
a
marine
biologist
for
years.
Whenever
my
family
 and
I
went
on
a
trip
to
Hawaii,
I
wanted
to
spend
all
my
time
in
or
around
the
ocean.
 I
couldn’t
get
enough
of
it.
When
you
stand
there
looking
out
at
the
ocean,
its
like
 you
are
really
discovering
how
small
and
insignificant
you
are.
Some
people
say
they
 can’t
swim
in
the
ocean
because
of
the
fear
of
not
knowing
what
they
are
swimming
 with.
True,
that
can
be
a
scary
thought,
but
when
you
don’t
think
about
that
and
just
 embrace
where
you
are
and
what
an
amazing
place
you
are
in,
I
don’t
know
how
you
 can
be
scared.
 My
first
experience
with
an
ocean
animal
was
when
my
parents
and
sister
 and
I
went
on
a
snorkeling
trip.
A
friend
of
my
dad’s
owned
a
catamaran
boat
that
 took
people
out
to
Honolua
Bay
to
go
snorkeling
and
have
lunch
on
the
boat.
My
dad


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 helped
me
put
on
my
snorkeling
mask
and
he
and
I
started
out
away
from
the
boat.
 We
were
seeing
a
lot
of
beautiful
fish
and
plants
but
nothing
too
exciting.
Then
as
we
 got
further
out,
my
dad
touched
my
arm
and
pointed.
I
raised
my
head
and
saw
 about
10
feet
in
front
of
us,
a
huge,
beautiful
sea
turtle.
I’ve
seen
many
turtles
since
 then
and
they
never
cease
to
amaze
me.
 All
the
schools
I
chose
to
look
at
were
near
water
and
specialized
in
marine
 biology.
My
mom
convinced
me
to
apply
to
the
University
of
Idaho
as
a
backup
 school
just
in
case.
She
told
me
I
could
go
to
the
U
of
I
for
maybe
two
years
to
take
 general
biology
classes
and
then
transfer
to
one
of
the
other
schools
I
looked
at.
My
 choices
came
down
to
University
of
Hawaii
and
University
of
Idaho.
At
the
last
 minute,
I
started
having
second
thoughts
about
marine
biology,
mainly
because
of
 my
hellish
experiences
so
far
with
chemistry,
which
I
would
have
to
take
a
lot
of.
I
 decided
I
would
go
to
the
U
of
I
to
see
if
I
liked
biology
and
then
transfer.
When
I
 visited
U
of
I,
I
was
walking
around
the
campus
with
my
dad,
it
was
snowing
and
it
 was
extremely
windy.
I
looked
at
my
dad,
peering
from
inside
the
hood
of
my
 snowboarding
jacket,
and
said,
“I
hate
it
here.”
At
that
moment
he
thought
I
had
 chosen
Hawaii
but
as
I
thought
more
about
the
chemistry,
and
the
amazing
Greek
 system
at
Idaho,
I
came
to
the
decision
of
U
of
I.
 My
first
year
of
college
didn’t
go
exactly
as
planned.
I
made
good
friends
and
 memories
but
not
grades.
I
failed
three
classes,
two
were
chemistry
first
semester
 then
again
the
second
semester.
I
realized
that
no
matter
how
much
I
wanted
to
do
 marine
biology,
I
just
didn’t
have
the
passion
for
science.
I
wanted
to
do
something


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 that
I
would
actually
like
studying
and
learning
more
about.
I
started
taking
more
 general
classes
and
looking
into
business
but
once
again
I
wasn’t
excited
about
the
 subject
of
my
classes.

 Now,
I
am
now
majoring
in
journalism
with
an
English
writing
minor
and
I
 love
my
classes,
which
makes
me
actually
excited
to
go
to
them
and
get
my
 homework
done
for
the
classes.
I
still
have
no
idea
what
I
want
to
do
when
I
 graduate
but
I
feel
like
picking
a
major
was
a
good
step.
I
still
think
that
I
have
a
 chance
to
do
something
in
marine
biology,
which
is
what
I
am
really
passionate
 about.

 My
mom
and
I
have
talked
about
the
possibilities
of
me
being
a
journalist
 abroad
since
I
also
love
traveling.
Or
being
some
type
of
writer,
representing
the
 Monterey
Bay
Aquarium
or
the
Maui
Ocean
Center,
another
one
of
my
favorite
 aquariums
that
I
have
been
to.
The
thought
of
being
able
to
combine
writing,
one
of
 my
best
and
favorite
skills,
and
my
love
of
the
ocean
and
ocean
animals
would
be
an
 amazing
job
that
I
would
really
appreciate.

 I
now
believe
that
no
matter
what,
if
you
want
to
do
something,
there
is
 always
a
way
to
do
it.
Even
if
I
am
not
working
as
a
scientist,
I
am
determined
to
be
 around
the
ocean
when
I
get
older.
I
can
just
imagine
growing
up
to
live
in
a
house
 on
the
beach
somewhere.
I
love
warm
weather
and
feeling
sand
underneath
my
feet.
 I
love
seagulls
and
tide
pools
and
looking
for
shells.
I
love
putting
down
a
towel
and
 sitting
there,
eating
lunch
on
the
beach.
I
hate
using
sunscreen
and
I
hate
getting
sun
 burned.
I
love
being
tan
and
looking
good
in
a
bathing
suit.
I
want
to
be
able
to
really


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 live
by
the
beach
instead
of
just
visiting
it.
I
want
to
live
in
a
quiet
beach
town
that
is
 still
near
the
city.
 I
think
that
the
ocean
would
be
a
great
place
for
children
to
be
raised.
I’m
 sure
that
some
people
would
say
that
it
is
a
very
dangerous
place
but
I
believe
that
if
 you
have
respect
for
the
ocean
and
know
what
it
is
capable
of,
you
will
be
safe
from
 it.

 I
plan
on
going
to
Hawaii
this
summer
and
it
can’t
come
fast
enough.
When
I
 am
there
it
is
a
time
to
just
forget
about
everything
and
have
fun
with
my
family.
We
 wake
up
early
to
walk
the
beach
and
look
at
the
tide
pools
while
the
tide
is
out.
Then
 we
go
back
to
our
condo
and
have
a
breakfast
of
white
bread
toasted
with
guava
 jelly
on
it,
mango
and
papaya,
and
POG,
passion
orange
guava
juice.

 After
two
weeks
in
the
condo,
my
dad
would
fly
back
to
the
main
land
and
my
 mom
and
sister
and
I
would
move
into
my
Aunt
Sharon’s
house
for
the
next
two
 weeks.
My
aunt
lived
up
country,
or
up
the
mountain.
It
was
always
a
little
cooler
at
 her
house
and
it
was
about
a
30‐minute
drive
down
to
town
and
the
beach.
At
 Sharon’s
my
mom
and
sister
would
continue
to
wake
up
early
and
go
to
the
store
or
 Komodo’s
Bakery
to
get
me
my
favorite
doughnuts;
snails,
twisties,
and
raisin
bread,
 or
at
least
that’s
what
I
called
them.
My
cousin
Alysa
and
I
would
sleep
in
and
then
 get
ready
and
go
shopping.
We
would
go
to
shopping
centers,
the
movies,
or
little
 surf
shops.
Alysa
would
drive
us
around
in
her
expensive
car,
in
her
designer
dress,
 with
her
Coach
purse.
We
would
drive
to
Tommy
Bahamas
restaurant
and
get
the
 best
iced
tea,
bread,
and
salads.
Then
we
would
walk
down
the
stairs
to
the
Betsey


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 Johnson
store
and
try
on
dresses
and
heels
and
she
would
buy
a
low
cut
dress
on
 sale
for
$425
that
she
would
wear
once
then
send
it
to
me
in
Idaho
to
borrow
for
my
 graduation
from
high
school.
 To
me,
the
ocean
represents
many
things,
mainly
family.
So
many
of
my
great
 family
gathering
memories
are
on
the
beach.
The
ocean
also
means
independence
 and
wonder
and
beauty
beyond
all
comprehension.

 The
ocean
will
always
motivate
me
to
do
what
makes
me
happy.
No
matter
 what
I
have
to
do
to
get
there,
I
will
not
fail
in
doing
what
I
love.
Failure
is
not
an
 option
when
it
comes
to
happiness.
Now
that
I
have
figured
out
that
I
don’t
need
a
 biology
degree
to
be
near
sea
turtles,
sand,
and
salt
water,
I
am
genuinely
excited
to
 see
what
the
future
holds
for
me.
In
school,
in
work,
in
location,
and
everything
that
 comes
with
it.
Just
like
billions
and
billions
of
drops
of
water
make
up
the
ocean,
 every
second
of
my
existence
brings
experiences
that
make
up
my
life
and
I
can’t
 wait
to
see
what
lies
ahead.
 


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