Aguamala

Una vez cuando fuimos a la playa estaba jugando en la arena cuando un alga marina llegó hasta mis pies, la tomé y se la llevé a mamá para preguntarle de que se trataba, ella me comentó que se trataba de plantas que viven en el mar. Unas horas mas tarde, nos llevaron de comer y luego me dormí un rato.

Al otro día por la mañana mi prima me gritó que el agua estaba llena de algas transparentes, yo le dije que esas no eran algas porque las algas son verdes y porque además esas parecían moverse, ella tomó una para llevarla con mi tía para que le dijera que cosa era, pero de pronto empezó a gritar de dolor.

-Esas son aguamala, no las deben de tocar porque queman-

Nos dijo mi tía mientras le exprimía un limón en la mano.

Jellyfish

Once when we went to the beach I was playing in the sand when a seaweed came to my feet, I took it to my mother to ask her what it was about, she told me that it was plants that live in the sea. A few hours later, they took us to eat and then I slept for a while.

The next morning my cousin yelled at me that the water was full of transparent algae, I told her that those were not algae because the algae are green and because they also seemed to move, she took one to take with my aunt so that she could said what it was, but suddenly she began to scream in pain.

-Those are jellyfish, you should not touch them because they burn-

My aunt told us while she squeezed a lemon into her hand.