Besides having human feces all over its beaches, Ile Sainte Marie is one of the most beautiful paradises on this earth. It is on the northern coast of Madagascar, which, in turn, is an island of natural beauty and splendor. Ile Sainte Marie is one of the most popular vacationing spots in Madagascar. Everyone finds its beautiful beaches, clear waters, and amazing coral reefs breathtaking. A long time ago, pirates used Ile Sainte Marie as their safe haven. They also found Ile Saint Marie irresistible; they liked the naked women and tropical fruit.
The Shorts were a family of four who came from Minnesota. Mr. Short was tall and skinny, as was his daughter Rosemary and his son Jonn. His wife was short and comfortable. They had chosen to travel to Ile Sainte Marie for a vacation and found it just as amazing as everyone else who had visited. The hotel they stayed at was the most popular hotel with the biggest reputation. It had a pool, billiards room, restaurant, and a bar. The hotel had all this, including the beautiful beach that it was sitting on.
The Shorts started their first sunny day by heading straight for the coral reef. It was huge and full of color, light, and millions of different kinds of fish. They were there until half past two. After this, Mr. Short and Jonn went to explore the rain forest near the hotel. The Mrs. and Rosemary stayed at the hotel. Mr. Short and Jonn found the rain forest very interesting, especially the insects. Bugs the size of tennis balls.
When Mr. Short and Jonn came back, they all decided to go to dinner. They had a full four-course meal and enjoyed it greatly. After dinner, the children swam in the pool, while Mr. and Mrs. Short drank brandy and watched lizards run around on the wall. At about ten, the Shorts decided to turn in for the night and traveled to their bungalow. They went to bed that night feeling as if coming to Ile Sainte Marie was the best thing they had ever done.
The Shorts slept peacefully until one, when they were awoken by Jonn's loud screams. There was blood shooting from his ear, and although Mr. Short seemed to enjoy wondering how this could possibly be happening, Jonn was not enjoying himself. After awhile, when Mr. Short realized that Jonn was really bleeding, he started to get worried and asked questions like "Does it hurt?" and "What does your ear feel like?" Jonn really did not appreciate the questions and simply kept on yelling while jamming tissue into his, by now, dark-red ear.
Soon, Mr. Short got really worried and told Jonn he was going to take a look at "the ear." Jonn really didn't like this idea and put up such a fight that Mr. Short had to hold him down while he looked around in his ear. After a while, Mr. Short managed to get all the tissues out. All he saw was part of a black thing, but it didn’t really look like anything. But when Mr. Short realized that the black thing probably was something, he started to get even more worried.
"Uh, Jonn? I think there is something in your ear and I'm going to try to get it out." Of course, this didn't mean anything to Jonn because he was still busy screaming, so Mr. Short was free to dig around. After digging for about a minute, he realized that this small black thing was really part of a not-so-small bug. He then decided to pull the bug out, but the bug did not want to move. So he tugged and tugged and tugged. You can imagine that Jonn did not like this. Not one bit.
In about ten minutes, Mr. Short had finally managed to pull out the squirming, wiggling black bug, who was very upset about not being in Jonn's ear anymore. Mr. Short let Jonn kill the bug. Then, after they got Jonn's ear to stop bleeding, Jonn said thank you, and they all went back to bed. Jonn and Mr. Short both slept until ten the next morning, which was very late because they both normally woke up at six-thirty.
