One naight, on my way home from school my bus broke down as we came to a village, so the bus driver got us a sub bus while we stayed in the tavern with this lady named Esmeralda who fed us mac and cheese. Soon after the sun had completely set and we realized the bus wasn't coming, so the bus driver arranged for us to stay at the Hotel across the street from the tavern. The next day at around noon, the bus had finally arrived, but by that time we'd missed half the school day. Instead of making us go back to school in the same clothes we wore yesterday, the principal granted us all schoolleave to go home early for the day... but the bus broke down again.
Gray billowing clouds, the howling wind and thunder in our ears, above our heads, we donned our ponchos, ready.
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Sometimes he whirled down the incline of a wave as if he were on a hand sled.
The man is clearly in a context of desperation or at least difficulty, stuck out at sea on a life preserver. The imagery brings one of a childlike delight or a fun situation. However that is contrary to the actual situation. The man clings to a life preserver, trying to survive, not have fun, but nature rolls on, indifferent to this man's plight.
