Our house is near the sea and as kids we have been accustomed to walking along the beach, strolling by the shore on late afternoons or bathing in the sea waters during mornings. It’s just so ironic how I didn’t really learn how to swim even if we grew up with the sea just nearby. Thus, whenever I’m onboard a small motor boat to another island, there’s that wishful thinking of knowing how to swim. Not that I’m really alarmed and worried on being in the middle of the sea for about 20 to 45 minutes. Yes, shame on me since I consider myself a child of the sea.
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