Tuesday my sister and I went fishing and bathing in the creek. I didn't bring a cup for my hair so I was
flinging my hair from side to side to get it wet and rinsed.
When we were done, we went home and I was chatting with my mom in the kitchen when my hand went up to my ear (I tend to twirl my ear ring when I’m talking) and lo and behold my beautiful gold stud earring with the tiny ruby was gone.
“Mom! Mom!” I said, “My earring is gone!”
She looked over. “Yeah,” she said, “you probably lost it in the creek washing your hair."
I started to cry. Those were my first earrings ever. My aunt had bought them for me and now they were gone. “There there,” cooed my mom.
About half a hour later dad came home and mom told him about the earring. “Come on,” he said, “let’s go to the creek and see if we can find it." Mom rolled her eyes.
We went to the creek. “There’s where I washed my hair,” I said. We got down and scanned the bottom of the creek . “Look!" I said. There in between two rocks was a gold gleam.
“That must be it," dad said. He reached for it but some sand got on it we started moving rocks and pebbles and pulling handfuls of sand out. Finally it was uncovered. I grabbed it and brought it home.
At home, mom was at the computer. I hugged her and she asked if we’d found it. I held it up.
“Gasp!” she said. “I can’t believe that! You are so lucky and your dad is so good! Gosh, I really can‘t believe that.”
It’s in my earring box now and I will never bathe in the creek again without taking out my earrings