My Favourite Memory

My favourite and probably the last memory of South Africa was the time I spent with my cousin and my best friend on Gordon’s Bay Beach. When I first got there it was just me and my friend Thabit. I do not remember preparing to go to Gordon’s Bay, but I knew that there would be a lot of conflict between me and Thabit. Gordon’s Bay was and still is the best place on earth for me. We had video-games, DVDs, board games, a big TV, and food. We only watched TV, DVDs and ate lots of food. We had the rest of the day on the beach, a big swimming park, huge rocks to climb on and two guys throwing us sky high and landing us into a pool. This kept us busy throughout the holiday. It would be just me my mother, Thabit, his brother, sister, parents, one of my aunties and her two daughters. When I used to go to school with Thabit I always used to pretend that he was my cousin. I owed it to him to make him feel part of my family since his father was there for me when my father wasn’t.
When we did eventually get there, Thabit and I were arguing over which bags to carry. Thabit was two years younger than me. He was very crafty and smart. He would come up with ways to make me carry the heaviest bag, get more coca cola in his glass, get more sweets than me, and get more money pocket money than me. He would do silly things like that. It was silly and pointless, but we had to get along. We went to the beach, and we would be good friends with each other. The thought of arguing and fighting on the beach was something that could ruin mine and Thabit’s holiday, and I would not be seeing him again for another two years. We jumped around in the water going up and down in the big waves. We came up with a good idea to do in the water. We decided to wrestle. It was different than the type of wrestling matches we had on his dad’s king size bed. We were less likely to make each other cry and seriously injure ourselves. We wrestled and dunked our heads under water. We threw each other at the waves. It was fun.
My cousins arrived the day after and spent the rest of the week and two days with us. There was Courtney, Justin and Shane. Justin and Shane hanged out with me and Thabit. Although Thabit was not part of the family we all treated him like he was. Thabit always used to get excited if Justin and Shane were coming to see us. We would do things together and Thabit would be argumentative. I’m sure I was the same, but it only happened when my cousins were around. I stopped being argumentative and then Thabit soon stopped as well. We could finally enjoy our holiday.
My cousin did not get along with Shane. Shane was the dominant and the oldest in the group. Justin was the second oldest. When we went the market they would argue over which jewellery my mother should buy. Shane and Justin would get into fights and Thabit and I had to interrupt by making them angry with us.
The times we enjoyed with each other were when we tried to melt marshmallows on the stove and Shane threw them all onto my back. They all decided to eat it off my back. We climbed rocks; we had races from the sea to the shoreline. Thabit had not heard of the shark sightings near the island we swam to, but he swam to it anyway. When he got back we all started shouting at him and then we laughed because we could not believe he still did it. We caught guppies and tried to stuff them in each other’s pants. We would go to the Swimming Park and race down the huge slide. We climbed a big cliff and tried to spot whales in the sea. Overall we had an awesome time.
My cousins left a day before me and Thabit. I felt sad, but I soon cheered up when I heard that I would be seeing them again.

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