Matilda Hargrave, 19

By six the espresso machine is warm and the beach is still grey. I open the doors, stack the chairs, and watch three surfers cross the road with boards under their arms. My shift ends at ten. After that the day is mine, and the swell is meant to hold until evening.译六点，咖啡机已经热了，海滩还是灰的。我开门、摞椅子，看三个人夹着板子过马路。十点下班，之后一整天都是我的；听说浪会撑到傍晚。

Elias TorresMaksim SkakunAlben Kelmendi

My father's grey sports jacket is two sizes too big and smells faintly of salt no matter how often I wash it. I wear it over my wetsuit on the walk down to the water, then leave it folded on the wall with my keys inside. It has been left there a hundred times.译我爸那件灰色运动外套大了两号，洗多少次都留着一点咸味。我把它套在潜水服外面走下水，再折好放在矮墙上，钥匙塞在口袋里。它在那儿被放过一百次了。

Diego FerrerDesislava PetkovaNaledi MorakeJoana ManuelEmma Carter

The man from Melbourne has never stood on a board in his life. I hold the tail, count to three, and let go. He gets up, wobbles, falls, comes up laughing with sand in his eyebrows. I tell him that is the whole lesson, really: falling, then turning round to paddle out again.译那位从墨尔本来的人从没站上过板。我扶着板尾，数到三，松手。他站起来，晃，摔下去，浮上来时眉毛里全是沙，还在笑。我说这差不多就是全部课程：摔，然后转身再划出去。

Nusrat JahanCamille LaurentLazar Stankovic

From the pier the swell looks smaller than it is. I sit on the rail with my feet through the bars and count the sets the way my grandmother counted beads. Seven waves, then a lull long enough to paddle out without losing my breath.译从码头上看，浪比实际小。我把腿伸进栏杆坐着，一组一组地数，像我奶奶数念珠。七道浪，然后是一段够我稳稳划出去的平静。

Franziska GruberAnush HakobyanLuc Belanger

Four hundred and ten dollars in the tin under my bed. I counted it twice, put the lid back on and did not touch it for a week. The longboard in the shop window has a blue rail and a price I have memorised. Probably by spring, if the winter tips are kind.译床底铁盒里四百一十块。我数了两遍，盖上盖子，一星期没再动它。橱窗里那块长板是蓝边，价钱我已经背下来了。要是冬天小费给面子，大概春天能买。

江南雨Yassine BelkacemPriya NairMbark Ould AhmedSato Sakura

After a winter swim I put on the white cotton dress, because it is the only thing that does not stick to salt. My hair is still dripping down my back. The bus driver knows me now and waits the extra ten seconds while I run for the door.译冬天下完水，我换上那条白色棉麻长裙，只有它不粘盐。头发还在往背上滴水。公交司机已经认得我了，会多等那十秒，看我跑过去。

Camille LaurentMehmet Ali YurtEmma CarterLazar Stankovic

Waxing a board at night is the closest thing I have to a ritual. Base coat, then the softer wax in small circles, then the whole thing rubbed smooth with the palm. My hands smell of coconut and my knees go numb on the concrete. I sleep better afterwards.译夜里给板上蜡，是我最接近仪式的一件事。先打底，再用软蜡画小圈，最后用手掌整个抹平。手上全是椰子味，膝盖在水泥地上跪到发麻。之后我睡得比较好。

江南雨Nusrat JahanDesislava PetkovaIsabella Moretti

People assume I am tanned and I disappoint them every summer. I peel, I freckle, I go pink across the nose and back to pale by morning. My arms are the only brown part, and only to the wrist. The sea does not care either way.译大家都以为我晒得黑，每个夏天我都让他们失望。我脱皮、长雀斑，鼻梁晒红，睡一觉又白回来。只有小臂是褐色的，而且到手腕为止。海倒是不在意这些。

Yassine BelkacemLukas GruberAlben KelmendiJoana Manuel