Check out this lady's first time experience at the beach.(photos)..

Have always had the fright of rushing water not to talk more of a large mass of water.

Our destination was the Elegushi beach on the lagos island. I helped pack all what we needed as fast as possible and hurried through with the other preparations to say I was eager to go was an understatement . On getting there, you have to pay the entrance fee of 1000 naira to have access in. Was I terrified at the sight of the water ? I could not tell at first but the sight was lovely, I just looked on, suddenly and all the fears of going to the beach vanished and all I wanted to do all of a sudden was to go close to the water and have fun. Then I remembered what my mom told me on my first day of going to just a pool with friends. It was an excursion at a college I attended and I had taken an extra cloth to attempt swimming only for my mom to start warning me not to enter the water at all nor even go close as if she saw a vision. I assured her I was not going to enter the water but on the contrary I did all she said I should not and even took pictures. I got home that day and showed my sisters the pictures they laughed and we hid the pictures from my mom till date.( that's a girl code there...lol).







I noticed something about the water it was kind of alluring in a way as it keeps drawing someone to come close but the fear of the unknown wouldn't let me even have fun in peace a's varuous wild thoughts started playing in my head. So beautiful a view to watch as the water rush with fierce waves at intervals . I kind of reasoned out certain things and related the water as a person with so much passion and force that would fight at getting all he want just to keep forging ahead, and that would reject any form of dirt or unfriendly body you try to force on him no matter what or how enticing as long as it can't take it it would reject it.


I saw some people jump in to swim and I felt like having their courage even if it's just for a moment but again the fear of the unknown was playing nollywoood movies in my head of how some ladies were warned not to swim blah blah and then drowned so I didn't.  On getting home I knew I should have at least had fun as I would have wanted but was also grateful I was back home whole and hearty.

At the end of the day I realised nothing more like admiring nature with a deep sense of gratitude.