Amazing Kids! Magazine

Deep Sea Diving

By Shreya Yadav, age 16, New Delhi, India


The small canoe-like boat rocked as the breakers crashed against the shore. I sat in one corner, just a little jittery. After all I was about to go deep sea diving and I was just thirteen. A man pushed the boat into the blue waters and the engine roared to life. We sped away, the boat bobbing up and down with the waves. The sky was clear, there was a scarce amount of wind, a perfect day for a first dive. The diving suit clung to my body, almost suffocating me. My mouth was dry, my hands shaking. My father smiled at me, and that was more than enough to settle my shaking nerves. I took a sip of water, the cool fluid gurgling down my sore throat. We were there. I put on my flippers, the weights attached to my waist and goggles. I lowered myself down the ladder. The water was cold, my body chilled. I was in the water and now, my oxygen tank had to be put on. It was quite a task to say the least. I was half under the water and strapping up the tank was incredibly daunting. I was getting more frightened as each minute passed and the sea seemed to be taunting me by getting icier. Now, I felt as if I was going to throw up, my mouth was dry once again. Then it was done, the tank securely strapped around me. I was ready and the courage had returned.

My instructor and I dipped under the water. An expanse of crystal blue waters enveloped me. It felt surreal. I took a deep breath and let it out, an army of bubbles charged out of my mask. I moved my legs up and down, and we set into motion. At first it seemed empty, like a void. But then a school of fish zoomed past us. I watched in amazement as they swam in unison. I started to descend further into Neptune’s terrain. There was coral, fish and oyster. There was purple, there was green and there was red. And it was all around me, to my left and to my right, above me and below me. I breathed in the oxygen and let it out, watching the bubbles erupt out again and again. I felt great, I felt free like a fish, or a dolphin. We descended further down, the silky white sand of the sea bed coming into view.

As we reached the sea bed of the Indian Ocean, I noticed all the star fish camouflaged on the coral. We knelt down on the sand, the smooth grains scratching at my bare knees. This is when I noticed the beauty of the sea. The bright rays of the sun had penetrated through the surface of the sea and illuminated the whole ocean, the reflections rippling on the sand. My instructor pointed towards an oyster, the tiny white structure opening and closing its mouth to reveal its velvety Amethyst tongue. I found it the most beautiful of all creatures I had come across in my underwater journey.

Soon it was time to resurface back to our atmospheric terrain. I was sad to say the least. It felt as though I was meant to stay here forever, like a child of the ocean. As we inched closer to the surface, I looked down at the depths of the ocean one last time. I swallowed in the serenity of the waters and that’s when I knew, this wasn’t the last time I would forage the marines.