When I was a child my parents had me in a holiday program run by a local woman. One day she took us to her friends house to use the pool.
All went swimmingly, until I was the last in the pool. Everyone else had gone inside to have lunch and watch a movie, I didn't want to get out because they were having Vegemite sandwiches which I hate! Next thing I try swim across the length of the pool and as I get to the middle I get a cramp and slowly sink down, someone grabs my arm and pulls me out...
Once I'd finished spluttering due to my almost drowning, I rush inside and ask who had saved me, to which everyone tells me no one had left the house...
Thinking about it now I realise no one would have had arms long enough to reach me in the middle of that pool.
That wasn't my only brush with death.
Thank you very much dear friend @gwennybabe for sharing this experience, I happened to something like when I was a child, I escaped from my father and I went alone to the river, I started to practice swimming and I get water in the nose, I despaired and I left To the bottom of the water, already delivered my hand brushed something and was the branch of a weeping willow that entered the water, alive thanks to that branch, since day I never went alone to the river.
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