Bubbles, the whale, swam deep under the water. He
swam past fish and coral, jellyfish and octopus, sharks and tuna. Once
in a while Bubbles would swim up to the surface and blow his spout high
into the air. That's what whales do.
A huge storm roared across the sea, churning the
waves higher and higher. At first Bubbles didn't like it, but then he
found that if he rode on the waves, he could go up and then down and
then up and then down and he thought that was a lot of fun.
The storm got much worse and soon the waves were so
high that they crashed down on Bubbles and nearly drowned him. “I don't
like this anymore,” Bubbles said. He swam down under the waves. Even
then the storm made the water wavy and choppy and he felt sick.
Soon he didn't recognize anything. “I don't see any
sharks. I can't see the coral and the jellyfish. I think I'm lost!” All
day and all night the storm raged. Poor Bubbles had to stay down deep,
so that he wouldn't get tossed about.
The next morning the water looked much more calm, so
he swam up to the surface. The waves were still big, but at least the
sky was blue and the rain stopped. “This is better,” Bubbles said, “but
I'm still lost.”
He saw something on the horizon. “What's that? Is it
another whale?” He swam through the sea towards the object. “It's a
boat. I wonder if the boat knows where I am. Hey you! I'm lost. Which
way is it to my home?”
A man stood at the railing. He waved at the whale.
“Ahoy. What's that you said?”
“I want to go home. Which way is it?” Bubbles blew
his spout and water flew all over the man.
The ship's captain laughed and wiped the water off
his face. “Follow me,” he said.
Bubbles followed the ship all day. He swam down under
the water to see if he recognized any of the fish. “Yes, I see the
octopus and the tuna. I'm home!”
He swam back up to the surface and waves his flipper
at the captain. When the man waved back, Bubbles dove down into the
water and swam with the sharks. “I'm home! I'm home! I'm home!”