My Scuba Diving Experience
By Saanvi Mittal
Class 4 Student, Greenwood High, Bangalore
Foreword by Venkat
When experiences become memorable, we have long-lasting memories to savor the wonders of life. Saanvi’s lovely memory of scuba diving reflects her sharp observations, sweet spontaneity and beautiful feelings shared straight from the heart!
Enjoy the sweet little story by Saanvi of a Scuba diving experience garnished with a dash of all the sensations of a tangy-sweet jellybean!
Hi everyone! My name is Saanvi Mittal and I am 10 years old. I live in Bengaluru and I was also born here but there is something you won’t believe. I was raised in another country called Dubai. I lived in Dubai for five years. When we returned back to India, we came to Marathahalli, Bangalore which is where me and my family live. I like to design fashion sketches, play video games with my twin brother, and test out new fighting moves on him!
My Scuba Diving Experience
Scuba diving is a type of underwater diving whereby divers use breathing equipment that is completely independent of a surface air supply. Scuba divers carry their own source of breathing gas, usually compressed air, affording them greater independence and movement surface-supplied divers and more time underwater than free divers. Also, breathing gas diluted with helium may be used to reduce the likelihood and effects of nitrogen narcosis during deep diving.
Now let us get to my story.
It was a sunny day in Goa, the land of the beaches. I was sleeping, curled up like a child as a total lazy bun. My father woke me up to get ready as we were heading out to scuba dive. I slipped into my swimming costume and put my nightie back on. After 4,00,000 years we finally reached. Okay, it really wasn’t that long but you get the idea. I couldn’t have any patience as now I was nervously excited and it was a good type of nervousness as it could also boost my dopamine, the chemical produced in your brain which produces an emotion called happiness.
Once we reached, a speed boat took my family and a bunch of other people. We were the only kids on that very particular speed boat but my parents did not want to join as they are scared and also did not know how to swim. After about 50,50,50,500 hours we had reached the ‘Arabian Sea’ where we would scuba dive. Okay, it wasn’t that long but it did take so much time to reach the spot. I was swimming in the water when a rope tangled on my leg and I screamed so loud even the other boats parked somewhat near us could hear it. Now you’re wondering “Saanvi! Why did you scream? It was just a rope”. Well, because I thought that was a jelly fish so I swam as fast as I could and reached the boat and got on in a jiffy.
I was so scared but my parents calmed me down and explained what actually got tangled on my feet. After a few minutes I forgot everything which just happened and got ready to do scuba diving After my brother finished his turn, I dived into the water as I got my scuba gear on. I had the time of my life and I hope you liked my story dear readers. I wrote it with love.
Your friend.
Saanvi Mittal
Class 4 Student, Greenwood High, Bangalore
Very nicely written Saanvi.