[GH85Carrera]

Back when I liven in Hawaii some older boys I knew were all big into surfing. One invited me to go with them. I borrowed a board and I followed them out to the good waves. It was about a mile off shore. I got up on the board went a few feet and fell off. The board kept going. I looked around and the other boys were all busy surfing. I had to swim a mile to shore or drown. I did have the surf helping me move but that is not easy swimming. I finally drug myself on the beach totally exhausted. One of the boys came up and asked where the board. I was clear in expressing I did not really care about the board and I had almost died. He admitted they were supposed to keep an eye on my and they took me to an advanced surfer area.