the ocean and sharks...

i used to live in the Philippines until l i was about 4 years old...i remember the summers when my family and i would take trips to the beach...i loved to swim off as far as i could, and wouldn't stop to turn around until my mother was the size of an ant...i used looked forward to those days...my mother on the other hand was very concerned that one day i would drift off and be lost forever...so she made up this convincing story that sharks lived in that very spot of the ocean where i would swim too...terrified by the thought of sharks and being eaten, i developed a fear of the ocean and never swam past the waves again...THE END