4/1/2007 - Diving with my brother

I am still in Holland doing my job as a secretary. I hate the cold, so diving in Holland is out of the question. I just dream and read about diving.

The 8th of april I am flying to Thailand. About the 10th I'll make my first dive again! And my brother will be my first student (how do you make your brother listen to you?). The last time I tought diving was in august, but it became second nature to teach (you'd better believe it, Tije)

It is great but also strange to teach family or friends.

My brother did some DSD's with me (try out dives). He is a big guy with an even bigger mouth, but scared shit he was when I took him down the first time.

We were doing some skills and all I saw were these huge eyes staring at me, asking me for help. I have never seen him so dependant, so helpless.  

He also gave me the giggles. Such a big, tough guy, being so helpless. My own little brother with all that scubagear on. My mask flooded all the time because of my giggling, but my brother suddenly changed his mind.

I saw the look in his eyes changing, thinking; allright, let's just do it and as a little child in the zoo he crused through the ocean.

The next time I took him it was like he had done it all his life. Perfect buyoancy, pointing out fish to me and when it was time to ascent he shook his head. He didn't want to end the dive. I was so proud!

Now he wants to go deeper and I told him he has to do some study...

It will be tough to have him in the classroom, but he will be my pride underwater.

Be carefull, brother. I warned you, It's an addiction!