Shark Island and the Rescue One Kids: The Rescue at Skeleton Creek

By Dale Bingham

Shark Island and the Rescue One Kids chronicles the adventures of 4 young teens, who, in a new and novel idea to help the island's residents and year-round tourists are chosen and trained by the Island's only doctor as the Islands emergency medical response team. Follow this team of young heroes as they embark on rescue after rescue and adventure after adventure all the while trying to grow up as normal teenagers and have a regular life. This series is action-packed, full of excitement, and colored with humor, emotion, and even elements of teen romance. Join the crew in volume 1 as they struggle to save a group of young boy scouts stranded in the rising waters of the Islands Skeleton Creek.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dale Bingham
• Release date: Dec 31, 2013
• ISBN: 9781311192509

Dale Bingham

Dale "Jamie" Bingham is a long-time paramedic and emergency medicine physician assistant. He is also a successful author and has published numerous magazine and journal articles. He has lectured at national conventions and is currently an associate professor in health care for College America / Stevens-Henager College.The father of 7 children (all with his wife of 24 years Lisa) he describes himself as a typical man, that is, he can't ever find the remote control or his car keys, thinks he can fix everything (when he can't), and still maintains all his hobbies he had in high school - writing and playing music, writing books and articles, and playing sports. Essentially he hasn't grown up.His love of writing extends from his love for being artistic and creative (but he admits he can't even draw stick people) and believes we all have talents within us, talents that many fail to cultivate though we are never too old to try.

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Shark Island

And the Rescue One Kids

Copyright 2013 Dale J Bingham

Published by Dale Bingham at Smashwords

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Acknowledgements

This book and series is dedicated to my beautiful wife Lisa, the love of my life and forever after. It’s also dedicated to my 7 children, some who born after my career in EMS had already ended, and who sometimes look at me with curiosity and as if I am crazy when we try to explain to them that Daddy was a paramedic for many years and my days for the first 15 years of my adult life were spent in the back of an ambulance.

I also want to acknowledge my good friend Annette (Dakotah) who has always been an encouragement and a sounding board for my writing.

And Anthony C, you know who you are, we’re a long way from elementary school and you didn’t end up with Karen and I didn’t get Maria, but I’d say we did better in life. And our old dreams about Safety Patrol, well they never died.

And I am not afraid to say that I have had a great and wonderful life that is getting better all the time so I eternally grateful to our Father in Heaven and His Son Jesus Christ as They are the biggest part of my life, even when I forget to thank Them or forget where all my blessings come from.

Introduction

I have always admired good writing and I have been a devoted reader since I was old enough to learn to read. Books opened up my world to the things that interested me. I can still recall checking out The Boxcar Kids at our tiny elementary school library and reading the entire series in a week. In one book of the series the kids spend their summer on an Island and get to go exploring and they make a museum of the things they found that summer. That one was always my favorite and really piqued my desire to read fun and uplifting books.

And while still in elementary school I also became someone who really wanted to learn, but I had this incredible desire to, and wanted to, learn about the things that interested me and excited me and so I became a huge fan of sports books and sports history. While I am not old enough to have ever seen them play, I devoured books on the old baseball players such as Joe Dimaggio, Babe Ruth, and Jackie Robinson. I read about the New York Yankees dynasties, the NFL, the old basketball stars like George Mikan, Kareem, Dr J, Elgin Baylor, and Wilt Chamberlin.

But that wasn’t all. I was one of those strange boys who actually loved history. I remember in that same little library at Dickerson Elementary checking out books on World War One and World War Two, and learning about PT109 and President John F Kennedy, and Pappy Boyington the flying ace, and other heroes. I knew all the presidents and the state capitals.

I wasn’t a science fiction reader though. Books like the Hobbit were popular when I was a young man, but that just didn’t interest me. I couldn’t relate to them and I couldn’t see my potential in those books. As I got older and had kids of my own I watched them read the Harry Potter series and other similar books, pining for them even before the next book had come out, but I just had no desire still for those type of books. I do admire them and I certainly respect those great writers, but I wanted an alternative. I wanted something exciting that maybe kids could relate to.

So I took my love for adventure and excitement, my own career as a paramedic, and my summers on Catalina Island when I was a young teen and combined them into this book series, Shark Island and the Rescue One Kids.

That’s not all. I mentioned my elementary school. Back in those days my best friend growing up, Anthony, and myself, would talk about and draw up plans for what we called the Safety Patrol- where we could go around helping and rescuing and mostly just dreaming about it. But imagination is a wonderful thing and as I grew older and went through high school those things faded to just memories and as I graduated high school I had dreams of being a film director and screenwriter.

Then, as fate would have it, life would imitate art and I found myself taking a free emergency medical technician course, I went to work on the ambulance on the mean streets of South Central Los Angeles driving though Los Angeles traffic, lights and sirens blaring, while still in my teenage years. And I made a career of it. I now teach medical students and I work as an emergency room physician assistant, so I am still very much connected to it.

So this book is a product of a very active imagination. But as you read this, and as you grow upward and onward keep your own imagination strong and healthy. It’s okay to dream because dreams can take us to very special places and lift us up even higher and higher.

Chapter 1

Hurry up and hand me the medicine! medic Kenzi Johnson yelled toward Anthony AC Cisneros, as she knelt on one knee in a patch of perfectly cut green grass, her right hand outstretched waiting for the life saving medicine to give to the man who was lying on the ground directly in front of her. Wiping the sweat off of her forehead with her forearm, she hollered in his direction again, We have to give him the medicine fast, AC, or he is going get too far down and we won’t be able to save him!

They were kneeling over an unconscious man who lay face up on the green, freshly cut grass of Shark Island’s only golf course. He was not moving, but he was breathing, and even as he lay exposed to the summer sun his face was pale and beads of sweat were dripping off of his rosy-red cheeks. He had collapsed at the island golf course while golfing with his friends just minutes before now, and while his friends told the Rescue One crew that he was talking to them when he first sat down, saying he felt really weak and dizzy, his words then started making no sense and he had gone unconscious quicker than Rescue One could get to the scene at the Shark Island golf course.

Now, they worked frantically to save his life while his confused and anxious friends watched with concern.

Here you go, Kenz, AC said as he safely handed her a clear syringe filled with a gooey white liquid medicine. The crowd of onlookers and bystanders stood in awe and watched as the young team worked their magic, trying to save the man that lay on the ground.

Without taking the time to tell him thank you, Kenzi took the syringe filled with the white medicine and popped the cap off of it with one hand, the cap flying high into the air and making an arc, and then finally coming down on top of a red-headed teen’s head, who was standing nearby about five feet from them, in the same uniform as the rest of the squad and writing on an I pad that had a an official Rescue One logo on the back of it.

That redhead, Rescue One’s teenage Captain, Bryton Jensen, lifted his eyes up from his I pad, where he was quickly gathering and scribbling down information about the man on the ground and rolled his eyes over in Kenzi’s direction while shaking the needle cap out of his hair, watching it fall to the grass below. Kenzi smiled back at Bryton and then turned and winked at AC, who was putting an oxygen mask on the man’s face, and quietly whispered so only AC could hear, I love to do that to him, she said with a chuckle in her voice.

Suddenly, through the crowd, a taller and tan boy in another Rescue One uniform ran up to the crew and interrupted the action on the grass, panting heavily as he told the crew, Okay here’s the story, you guys, he paused for a breath and to simultaneously push his glasses up off of his nose and wipe drops of sweat off of his brow, from what I can gather from the other golfers, he explained with a slight Texas drawl,

Reviews for Shark Island and the Rescue One Kids

[Kyn · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Obviously written by someone who's been there! But I do not see any other editions. I'd read more. Gimme gimme. Loved it, not too dramatic, not too weak