When you are young, you think you can live for ever and don’t listen to anyone.
The time I think I could have died as a kid was when I went fishing, at 10 yrs old, with one of my neighbours who was the same age.
We went down a step river bank and one girl in our village told us not to go fishing as there was heavy rains forecast. We told her to shut up as what did girls know and went anyway. But she was right, it rained so heavy and the banks of the river turned to liquid and we struggled to get up. She got help though, from her brother and they managed to save us, with a rope, to get back up. We both lost our fishing kits, as they washed away and we were brown from head to foot.
Bang went any fishing for that Summer, but our moms were glad she had more brains than the pair of us put together!