My Life As A Pearl Diver-I (एक मोती गोताखोर के रूप में मेरा जीवन-I)vishalstudiospjav
My Life As A Pearl Diver-I
Look at me in the picture. You see me surrounded by fish Actually me and epicare on the sea floor trying to collect oyster shells for shiny pearls. Really, that's my job. full of danger and adventure. Every time I descend into the depths of the sea, I risk my life. It's mainly about fear
something went wrong with my clothes, the diving suit. There is always the fear of being attacked by deadly sharks. There is also a chance that an octopus will catch you, Do you know what an octopus is? It is a dangerous creature that lives in the sea. He has eight terrible arms with which he grabs his victims.
But despite all these dangers, I like my job. It's thrilling and exciting. From early childhood, I was excited to dive into the sea. I am the son of an Arab pearl diver and I live with my family in Bahrain in the Persian Gulf. Bahrain is one of the biggest centers of the pearl fishing industry. Thousands of my friends and I are diving for pearls.
Pearling sailboats are known as sailboats. Every time they set out, the owners of these sailboats, who are Arabs, pray to God for safe sailing and good fishing. Remember, they are fishing for pearls, not fish.
Before the diving suit was invented, we dived naked. One by one we went down, and although we dived hour after hour, we never stayed more than a minute or two at a time. We always carried a strong sharp knife with us as protection against sharks. The contests which the divers had with these sea-monsters were terrible, and I often watched with tears in my eyes as my friends went away without a bitten hand or part of their body.
I remember my first dive into the sea. Descending the first few feet was not that difficult. But as I delved deeper. I began to feel a strange pain in my lungs and it was very difficult to breathe. I turned and threw myself up, and when I stuck my head above the surface of the water. My friends on the dhow greeted me with laughter.
Then I realized I had made a mistake not diving. A diver is a large stone attached to a strong and strong rope. Its weight makes it sink and the diver looks like it's enjoying the ride. When the diver wants to come to the surface, he just pulls and the diver is pulled up. So if I went down on the submarine, I would just pull and my friends would pull me up.
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