... I took three rounds of ram on the rocks and chucuplún: Frigi the water! The little sandy bottom turbid surface was removed and a stain of sardines which lay a few meters, fled in terror. Sea fans sagged under the pressure of the water and protested that disrupt sleep mode with a rhythmic movement of all branches. Some hedgehogs rolled slowly across the sea floor, others curled up on themselves and bristled the pins as a sign of embarrassment. Hidden among the reefs, crabs raised their teeth to protect themselves when they saw the tidal wave that hit them.
The wave got up after falling on his face struck the fishermen from the coast and a couple that was pressing against the wall. Confused in the wrath of the sea was showered with grunts and sunfish on the sidewalk. The fishermen ran to grab them by the tail while the fish danced in the light of lanterns. Too much salt in the kiss made the couple took off his lips and looked into all directions trying to understand what was happening. With one hand still tangled in her hair, he said the girl to be set at a point where two packages uncertain horizon floated under the moonlight.
Snaige emerged from the sea floor with the frame covered with seaweed and a crown of white corals. At first I could not recognize. He also had several mussels attached to the sides and a family of seahorses who insisted on serving as escort. That was just the prelude of things to come. The bolus was a magnet that drew water creatures. Or so I understood.
the distance I heard the sound of sirens and saw a flame that slowly lost height. "Firefighters trying to control the fire line" I thought. The sound of ambulances and intensified patrols minute by minute. Soon, the lights on the roofs of police cars flashing down the avenue from the coast.
With the calm sea, I looked around to make sure everything went as planned. At first the operation was a success. The lifeguards were inflated and tight around Chivichana, no rope had run place, and the nylon that protected the two batteries and other electronics Chevrolet had not been dislocated by the impact of the water. Our crew had just suffer, however, a low sensitive.
- Snaige, have you seen Jacinta?
Bolus pointed me toward the city. I turned and saw the seal stop after the reef. The lamplight's highlighted on gray background buildings. He supported a flap over the wall and the other waving in the air saying goodbye.
- Foca, jump! What? Skip the pool! Get moving!
The seal launched a noble roar and shook his head in negative. A tear half oil, half water down his snout.
Many years later I learned that we were not the first appliance to which Jacinta helped leave the country illegally. In the late sixties, Maggi, a jukebox that was brought to his corner kicks in a bar in Old Havana and released without further protocols, including the vomit of drunks and banana peels in a garbage dump, managed to survive such humiliation and spend his old age in an antique shop in Memphis by Jacinta services. Some say that the seal was doing it for interest. And if that were the case, I do not think we would have the right to remonstrate. Its location at the National Aquarium could not be worse. Jacinta had given him, conceited cute name. His portion of fish was in sometimes miserable. His dream of becoming a star of the show was cut short by the excessive ambitions of Silvia, seal it with an iron hand controlled the promotions within the Aquarium. (And we know that in Cuba, just to join the cast of the ballet Coppelia, who to hit a beach ball with his nose, you have to make first official position as prima ballerina ).
So maybe in some cases, the seal appeared moved by the interest and need. Who knows. The truth is that we did not ask us a penny in return for their help.
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