Tid Bit Tuesday Swimming With Sharks
You probably thought today’s title was a metaphor. Nope….. it’s literal.
When you are young, you are fearless. You tie a bed sheet around your neck making a super hero cape and jump from a tree branch knowing you can fly. You hop from couch to couch avoiding the pits of lava below.
You eagerly climb into the lid of a trash bin and allow your friends to push you down a very steep hill. Squeealing with joy all of the way down. You roll down grassy hills with no concern for rocks or the busy car filled road below. Fearless!
I was fearless too. When we were living in Turkey ( we lived there for five years) I would swim in the sea and snorkel and watch the sharks feeding on the smaller fish by the reefs. Not once did I think, ” oh I could be the next snack”. No, I just swam around, watched them eat the fish and then I caught the waves as I floated into shore. Fearless!
Were You Fearless?
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Yes I was fearless. So glad you didn’t get eaten!
Yikes! Do you stil have all of your fingers and toes? Actually, it sounds fun and I am so happy you got to experience it!
Hugs, GraceinAZ
So true, I was out to prove how fearless I was! Once I swam really far offshore and tread water for an hour and a half. After about 45 minutes the lifeguard boarded out to see what I was doing and I told him I just wanted to see how long I could tread water. He asked me why I wasn’t concerned about the sharks and barracuda that are often out that far, so I promised that I wouldn’t hurt them as long as they left me alone. The lifeguard went back to shore but kept his binoculars on me often.
Since I was extremely near-sighted, swimming in lakes or oceans was terrifying to me as a youngster…..what could be lurking below me, that I couldn’t see? LOL I do enjoy swimming in the ocean now.
However, I was quite fearless riding hunters and jumping the fences. After all, my glasses were firmly in place and I could see where I was going! Haha!
way too scary for me!
Very impressive! Do you miss the ocean since you’re out west? I’ve been fearless in other ways, never got that close to a real shark.
At one time I was fearless, but then life became more serious and the fearlessness went away. This post brought back some good memories. Thanks!
am a scaredy cat LOL…no thanks. Pay water ok but swiming with sharks…..I runaway
I’ve been fearless with some things… never with sharks!
Danger is my middle name, Katie! (LOL) I pretended to be Superman, only I used towels instead of sheets. My cousins had a large tractor tire inner tube and we took turns curling up inside it and letting the others roll us down a hill. I loved to swing as high as possible and sled down the steepest slopes. I body surfed in the ocean for hours at a time and never gave a thought to sharks. I yearned for the biggest waves to come along so that I could test my skill and courage riding them all the way to shore. Sometimes a wave caught me the wrong way and planted me in the sand with a mouthful of salt water but I always bounced back up and hurried out to catch the next one. At some point most of us become more cautious but it’s still exciting to push the envelope now and then, isn’t it? Happy Tid Bit Tuesday, dear friend!