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I am the one who sees the ocean waves crashing into me and my twelve year-old

brother at Chaweng Beach, Ko Samui, Thailand.

I am the one who hears my mom telling me to be careful in the waves. She

doesn't tell this to my older brother. He can handle the strong tide. She only speaks to me, so I move closer to the shore; but it is okay, because I can still find seashells at Chaweng Beach, Koh Samui, Thailand.

I am the one who feels wet and dry sand on my fingertips. The wet sand

feels moist and cool. The dry sand feels bumpy, and rough, but my mom and I need both kinds to make our sandcastle on Chaweng Beach, Ko Samui, Thailand.

I am the one who tastes the delicious white, milky treat every time a lady

stops by with her cart selling coconuts at Chaweng Beach, Ko Samui, Thailand.

I am the one who smells fish in the ocean water. The smell is NOT good,

but my brother caught a fish in his net. Then I made a bucket home with sand on the bottom and filled it with ocean water and added in some seaweed. The fish had a new home for about fifteen minutes, before I let him go back to his bigger ocean home, at Chaweng Beach, Ko Samui, Thailand.

I am the one who hopes to return to Chaweng Beach, Ko Samui, Thailand

only next time my mom lets me go further out from the shore.

Who am I?