Gutierrez Lizelle

The Fish are Calling

Waking up to the loud sound of my neighbor’s lawn mower was not the way I had wanted my Friday to start. I had imagined a much more exciting start considering today was the last day of school before fall break at my high school. Squinting at the rays of light peering through my lavender curtains, I realized that not only was I about to be late, but I had forgotten my biology class was headed to the Dallas World Aquarium for a field trip.