Blub...Blub...Blub…. All of sudden I can’t breathe, I feel faint. Why can’t I move? I look down and there’s a rock tied to my ankle. I
Think to myself if I untie the rope I can be free and swim to the top of the Pacific Ocean. I start reaching down and untie 2 of the knots 1 to go, but before I could get to it I ran out of air for good. Drowning is definitely not on my bucket list of things to do before I die.
think you're sitting in the ocean no one can hear or see you. You can’t escape. You're in the ocean, a slow painful death. You suddenly see a shark, now you're drowning and you're going to get eaten alive. What a great way to end your life in 30 seconds.
Don’t get me wrong I love swimming, it’s one of my favorite things to do in the summer, but when you're as short as me it’s hard to touch the bottom. Drowning is a terrible thing it takes your life so easy. When I was 3 my mom and I went to our neighborhood pool to stick our feet in. It was a hot sunny day so of course, I wanted to get all the way in, but since I was so little she wouldn’t let me. She got up to go get my towel. When she
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I was so excited to go swimming, but once I was in the water I was terrified. I was trying to get air, but I was also crying. My mouth was right open so water got into my lungs making it harder than it was to breathe. That was the last day I could go swimming until I was able to touch the bottom.
According to statistics from Center for Disease Control Center and Prevention, from the year 2005-2017, 3,356 people died from drowning. 10 deaths a day.If I drowned I would've added one number to it.
I am much older now. I am 14, can reach the bottom of the pool, and can swim well. The only time I get scared is when I'm in the ocean and the waves get big for me and they start coming too fast and hit me under the water. Other than that I feel comfortable swimming by myself now. Drowning is not on my bucket list of things to
Forty hands shot up pointing towards the bottom of the old twisty slide following the long dreadful whistle no one ever wants to hear. Two other lifeguards and I jumped up off the shaded break bench and rushed towards the scene with the heavy backboard and AED bag in hand. The routine save played like a movie through my head as I arrived. I stopped. I knew from there on out this wasn't going to be emotionally an easy save. It wasn't a child who swallowed too much water or an adult who got nervous because they forgot how to swim, it was a fellow lifeguard, a friend.
The cold, salty water hits my lungs, and I finally admit to myself that I'm drowning. My last breath explodes into a hundred watery bubbles. They escape toward the surface, leaving me behind. I kick even harder but I'm not going anywhere.
They put me in swimming lessons, and I kept wanting to go back, over and over. Eventually, they put me in competitive swimming, on the Manitoba Marlins, when I was around 12, a fairly late age to enter competitive swimming. Many of the kids that I was swimming with had been on the team since they were 6 or 7. I showed up ready to have some fun, and was absolutely crushed by everyone. I went home devastated and crying, never wanting to swim again. I can vividly remember my parents sitting down and telling me that I could quit now, or I could work every day to follow my passion.
I was being held under with no idea when I may get up, getting tumbled and dragged along the ocean floor. Each chance I pop up and gasp for another breath of air another wave crashes on me causing me to choke on the salt from the ocean. This has been my experience in high school, and once I am graduated it will feel like I can finally catch my breath and ride that first wave.
Even though humans get injured and occasionally killed by sharks, this is much more uncommon than many people think. In the video, "Great White Predator," it states, "[Sharks] mainly eat one thing: seals," (“National Geographic”). Shark attacks are much less likely to occur than people may think. In fact, Peter Benchley says, "Around the world many, many more people die every year from bee stings, snakebites, falling off ladders, or drowning in bathtubs than from shark attack[s]," (“Great White Sharks”). People have a greater chance of dying while doing everyday chores than from sharks.
The answer to that is simple, everyone. “1390 Sharks are killed every 10 minutes. That’s 8,333 sharks killed every hour. 73 Million sharks are killed as a result of finning each year”(shark finning facts and information). Shark finning is the process of cutting off all the fins off a shark while they’re breathing them throwing them back into the ocean with no chance of survival.
Sharks kill an average of about 12 humans per year. Humans kill an average of about 11,417 sharks per hour. Unfortunately, that number may not stop growing unless action is taken. Shark slaughter is becoming an ever expanding issue that could have devastating effects if it is not stopped. As a result of a tremendous increase of demand in shark fins in recent years, sharks are being finned and thrown back into the water where they are left to suffer an excruciating death which can take days to occur. Not only is the act cruel, but it also disrupts the natural ecosystem and may cause irreparable damage. Due to all of these effects, shark slaughter needs to be stopped, sooner than later.
I no longer have the energy to keep my head above the water and with one quick gasp of air my body starting floating further and further away from the surface. The commotion from the outside world slowly turns into a low hum and I am left alone with simply me and my thoughts. My entire body is throbbing in pain and it feels as though my throat has been set on fire. My throat is screaming for oxygen
In 1999, nearly 1,000 children younger than 15 years of age drowned in the United States. It is surprising to many parents that young children tend not to splash or make noise when they get into trouble in the water and thus usually drown silently. An adult should always be watching young children playing, swimming, or bathing in water.
“According to the US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, drowning is the leading cause of death among children ages 4 and younger in the United States”(Ken Hagan). It's extremely important that we take matters into our own hands and make sure that our children are learning the proper safety rules when it comes to swimming in the pool, as well as the beach. It also critical for children to learn what to do in case they see someone drowning.
That made him even more determined to swim. Before you can get in the pool, I told him, we will go over the basics about swimming. Telling him how to a stroke your arms,and putting his fingers together, so the water will not go through them was a great help.. If your fingers are tightened into a scoop then you will have more push. I also explained to him that he had to kick his feet while he swam. If he didn’t kick his feet, he would have to depend on his arms, and they will surely give out quick. The last thing I told him before he got in was that he had to breathe while he was swimming. In between stroking his arms, I explained to him, you will have to breath when your face doesn’t have water on it. This will be the key thing for you to swim. After he told me he understood all the basics about swimming, I told him to stand on the edge of the deep end of the pool. He then asked me why he had to stand there. As he was saying those words I quickly shoved him in. That was the tricky move that I had up my sleeve. I know it could have been dangerous, but I had lifeguard lessons just in case I needed them. At first he flailed his arms and was panicking for his life. I screamed, “ Don’t panic! Just swim! Either you swim or you drown because I am not jumping in to save you.” As I screamed these words, he suddenly started to swim to the shallow end. He was actually swimming! I knew that if I just threw him in he would eventually start to realize that he could swim all this
The breath he just took was his last. He thrashes his arms and legs in the water, struggling to reach the surface. Finally after three minutes of struggling with no oxygen, he slowly sinks to the bottom of the pool. His parents find their son at the bottom of the pool, lifeless and still. This young boy has just died of drowning, a seemingly unknown leading cause of death around the world, however, this
Swimming has been my whole life, since I jumped into the pool for the very first time. I loved every aspect of swimming from the adrenaline running through my body during my races and getting to spend even more time with my friends and my sister, and the stress of big meets coming up in the schedule. Except everything didn't go according to plan after the first day of school when I got home and I saw my parents sitting by my sister on the coach and my sister was crying.
Well, that time arrived when Dad was taking me, and nothing was going to hold me back. I watched Dad approach me as he returned from a blue and white hire tent with a long (well what seemed long at the time), bright yellow foam board. It had a small white fin sticking out its rear. We stayed shallow and like any impatient 5 year old I began to suffer from frustration as I continuously nose dived into the sand at my efforts to stand up.
Accidents happen all the time whether we know it or not. Some could possibly be avoided and others may not. I was a young girl, who didn’t truly grasp the concept of life and death. Every time I was upset about something, I would think about ending my own life. However, through one horrifying incident, that silly thought of mine completely vanished. Thanks to that specific mishap, the way I perceived life and death has in turn, changed entirely anew.