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The Nana Adventures: Day at the Beach

Nana and her five explorers

By Tabatha NaborsPublished about 23 hours ago 3 min read
The Nana Adventures: Day at the Beach
Photo by Elizeu Dias on Unsplash

(The names have been changed for story purposes.)

The sun had just begun to stretch golden fingers across the sky when her gray Volkswagen rumbled into the driveway.

"Beach day!" she called out, her black curls bouncing as she stepped out with her oversized straw hate and a bag that somehow held snacks, sunscreen, kites, towels, and -mysteriously-always exactly what was needed.

Her five grandchildren burst from the house like joyful fireworks.

There was Lila, the oldest granddaughter, calm and observant, already carrying a notebook to "record, important discoveries." Then there was Maya, who asked a thousand questions before breakfast. Jordyn, fearless and fast, ready to race the wind itself. Sweet little Ava, who believed seashells were whispers from mermaids. And then there was Eli-the only grandson- Nana's "chief explorer", who insisted he could spot treasure better than anyone.

The beach wasn't just sand and water when Nana was in charge. It was a kingdom.

"Today," she announced as they stepped onto the warm sand, "we search for the Lost Pearl of the Pelican Cove."

"Is it real?" Ava asked, wide-eyed.

Nana winked. "Everything worth finding is real."

They set off.

Jordyn sprinted toward the shoreline, daring the waves to catch her ankles. Maya examined crab tracks like a detective, carefully following the tiny sideways footprints, "Why do they walk like that?" she wondered aloud. Lila carefully sketched the curve of the dunes and wrote, Weather: breezy. Mood: adventurous. Eli dug determined holes with both hands, certain treasure always hid beneath the surface. Ava gathered shells and held them to her ear, reporting serious "sea messages" about dolphins and distant islands.

Soon Nana called them together for "Expedition Number Two"- sandcastle engineering. They worked as a team, Elie dug the moat. Jordyn stomped down the walls. Maya designed a drawbridge using driftwood. Lila carved careful patterns into the towers. Ava decorated everything with shells "approved by the mermaids."

When the tide came in stronger than expected, a bold wave rushed toward their masterpiece and washed half of it away. Eli fell backward, startled and sandy. Jordyn gasped. Ava looked heartbroken.

Before disappointment could settle in, Nana clapped her hands gently.

"What do great builders do?" she asked.

"Rebuild?" Maya guessed.

"Better," Nana said with a grin.

And so they did. This time, they built higher and stronger. They laughed when waves splashed their knees. They adjusted their moat. They worked together. By the time they finished, the castle stood proud against the shoreline like it had always belonged there.

Later, as the sun warmed their backs, Nana gathered them near the dunes. From her bag, she pulled out five tiny glass marbles that shimmered like pearls.

"The Lost Pearl," she said, placing one in each of their hands, "isn't something you find. It's something you become."

The five children looked at each other, then at their nana, with a puzzling look on their faces, as they studied the marbles, turning them in the light.

"It's courage when the wave knocks you down," she told Eli.

"It's curiosity," she smiled at Maya.

"It's noticing beauty," she nodded at Lila.

"It's boldness," she said to Jordyn.

"And it's imagination," she kissed Ava's forehead.

"And when you bring all of that together," she finished softly, "you have adventure."

As evening painted the sky in pink and gold, they sat wrapped in towels, sharing Nana's famous chocolate chip cookies. Pelicans skimmed across the water. The tide whispered against the shore like a secret only they could hear.

On the way home, sandy and sun-kissed, the children leaned against each other in the backseat, sleepy but glowing. Eli held his marble tightly. Ava tucked hers into her pocket "for mermaid emergencies." Lila wrote one last note in her journal: Best expedition yet.

Nana glanced at them in the rearview mirror, her heart full.

To anyone else, it had been an ordinary beach day.

But to them, it was another chapter in the legendary adventures of Nana and her five explorers-where castles may crumble, waves may surprise you, and treasure isn't buried in the sand at all.

It's built in brave hearts, curious minds, and the love that carries you home.

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About the Creator

Tabatha Nabors

I'm a Christian. I love RP'ing.

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