Essays on Beach Page 3

It was a Warm Saturday when my mom decided to take me to the beach. My mother had me dressed and ready for the beach within a hour. She dressed me in my favorite flamingo swimming trunks and my favorite Ed Hardy shirt. I went back to my room knowing what soon awaited… sun screen….

Kenneth Slessor’s poignant poem, ‘Beach Burial’ contemplates on the improper and unfair burial that the Australian soldiers, who were at war with the Germans during World War 2, receive as a result of the fact that they could not get back home. The main idea that the poet was trying to get across was that…