All Because of Seaweed

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Bobby goes in a submarine and is stuck there. Then comes a nerdy five-year-old so help. Will they survive?

Submitted: January 31, 2010

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It was a beautiful day in Hawaii. The sun was shining and there was a warm breeze in the air. Summer break had just begun, and the Stepovich family just arrived from Nebraska. Bobby Stepovich was ten years old and had never seen the ocean. For his birthday, Mr. and Mrs. Stepovich decided to take Bobby on a special trip to Hawaii.
“Dad, how much longer?” Bobby asked impatiently.
“Just a few more minutes! Why don’t you go play on the beach while we’re waiting to pay,” Dad responded.
The Stepovichs were waiting in line to purchase three tickets aboard the Waikiki Submarine. Even though the ticket total of $360 was quite expensive, the family had a feeling that it was worth it.
Finally it was time to board the sub. Bobby excitedly ran back to his parents. All of the passengers were fishing out their cameras and camcorders. Everyone was excited about this once in a life time opportunity, except for an unusual looking day with an extremely larg head. He looked like he was about five years old and was reading a thick book, playing with calculator, and taking notes.
After a large splash, the submarine quickly sank deep into the ocean. The passengers rushed to the windows and admired the fish.
“Look! A clown fish!” shouted Mom.
“A clown fish? I don’t see a big red nose,” said a confused Bobby.
“A clown fish, dummy, is part of the tropical fish family. It is the one that is orange with circular white stripes,” interrupted the big headed kid.
“Who are you?”asked Bobby.
“Winston Wilson III, child genius. I am in the twelfth grade at Carry Nation High School in Boston, Massachusetts,” Winston boasted.
“My name’s Bobby Stepovich. I’m a normal kid, in a normal school, in a normal grade,” Bobby replied.
For the next hour, Winston listened to question after question about every single fish. Bobby enjoyed having a walking encyclopedia as a friend.
While looking at a school of sea turtles, there was a sudden screech.
“Aaaahhhh!” the passengers screamed.
“What’s going on?” Bobby shouted.
Everyone aboard the Waikiki Submarine was freaking out. No one knew what was happening so they all panicked.
“Please remain calm. Everything is under control. It seems that the submarine has gotten stuck. If there are any scientists on board, we could all use your help,” announced the captain.
As the passengers nervously talked amongst themselves, Winston flipped through his notebook and made some calculations. Suddenly he jumped on top a table and announced, “I have a solution!” Everyone stared at Winston in disbelief.
One man doubtedly said, “What solution could you have? You’re five.”
“I may be five, but I am a genius. I have been extensively studied oceanography, marine biology, and submarine engineering. I’d say I’m the only one here with a solution,” answered Winston.
“Prove it!” shouted the man.
Immediately Winston pulled out what looked like a wetsuit. The suit was brown and black, covered with buttons and pockets, had a built in GPS system, and a high tech breathing device. Winston put on the suit and informed the captain of his plan.
Within minutes, Winston was out of the sub inspecting the situation. Moments later, he returned with his arms full of seaweed. “Found the problem!” announced Winston.
Bobby walked towards Winston and asked, “What was wrong?”
“The submarine was wedged between an enormous amount of seaweed and two gigantic boulders. Last year I invented the Ocean Claw which helps remove things underwater, and in this case, it worked perfectly,” replied Winston. As the submarine began to move again, everyone cheered for Winston.
A few minutes later, the submarine surfaced. Everyone was relieved that they had survived this adventure.
“We would like to invite you and your family to dinner with us tonight. It’s the least we could do to thank you for saving us,” Mr. and Mrs. Stepovich asked Winston.
“I’d be delighted as long as it’s not seafood,” Winston replied with a smirk.
The two families went to an Italian restaurant and celebrated the end of a day they will never forget.
 
 


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