Someone mentioned a canoe and it brought back this rememberance. I was very young maybe eight, nine or ten and was very introverted. So my mother signed me up in this program for kids mostly for the summer. Somehow I found us heading for a wide spanse of water. Didn't have any idea what was to happen next. Us kids were all lined up and then a few at a time were loaded into several now know as canoes. I was so, so scared. With each paddle stroked I thought I was going overboard. My stomach never felt anything like that before. There was no enjoying any of the surroundings cause all I did was kept my head down so I didn't have to see the water. I do remember that it was very, very quite and all I remembered hearing was the oar as it came out of the water for the next move forward. We probably weren't in the water that long but if I knew what eternity felt like I'm sure that was it.