“Jump in the lake!” I never did learn how to float on water well or swim without sinking. The closest I got to a lake was in Lake Cunningham in San Jose, CA.
My brother and I sat in a plastic paddle boat and used the strength in our legs to get far out into the middle of the lake.
Little did we know, a buoy marked off an area. The waters were rough and our yellow boat started to rock vigorously back and forth.
We slowly paddled away from the buoy and soon felt calmer waters. The area near the buoy was dark, deep and scary.
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