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Sometimes you just need to take a break. It has been four weeks since school has gone back and when I woke up this morning to a glorious sunrise over Port Stephens I decided it was time to have a sickie. I called in at about 7.30 and faxed my lesson plans at 8.30. By then the sun was blasting into my lounge room window and I knew that it would be another hot day. I have numerous beaches to choose from and with the wind coming from the west I decided to go to Hardwood Bay surf Beach.

Hardwood Bay is also one of the more secluded beaches but has all of the amenities needed to enjoy the beach. The new surf club is only two years old and the carpark is shaded and close to the beach. The best part is that it is considered a 'locals' beach and the tourists don't seem to come here. It's not the peak season anymore and being a Wednesday I was surprised to see two cars in the car park. I grabbed my towel and beachbag and hopped out of the car. The other two cars had 'P' plates on them so I knew that some young local kids were at the beach.

I took great care to avoid the spider webs as I walked through the canopy of coastal Acacias and Banksias and walked onto the beach. The beach was empty except for a group of 4 lads out on their boards in the surf. Their gear was all piled up about 50 metres away. I threw my bag of spare clothes onto the sand and unwrapped my sarong from around my waist. Today I had chosen to wear my one piece swimmers because I like to get in amongst it in the surf and usually my bikini tops can't handle the action on my 34D boobs and they fly off. Its not that I'm a prude, I just hate losing them.

At 36 years old I'm holding up fairly well. I've never had kids, mainly because my ex husband didn't want any, so I'm still holding it together. I'm 5' 8" and I keep my hair shoulder length so that it is easier to maintain. I'm a brunette and because I swim often I don't bother with colours etc, they simply don't last. I sauntered down to the waters edge and then ran straight into the next wave. I don't believe in checking the water before diving in and today was no different. The water was just right. I spent about 20 minutes in the water enjoying the waves and the relaxing movement of the water.

I noticed that the four boys were out of the water and playing a bit of beach cricket on the sand. I call them boys because they were all about 18 or 19. Boys to me. I swam into shore and wandered over to my towel and dried myself off. I took the time to examine the boys as they mucked about. When one of them waved to me I knew that I had seen them before. I couldn't believe it but they were all students from last years Year 12. I gingerly waved back and they all made a point of waving to me.