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When I was 14 I went to Rehobeth Beach, DE with my parents and proceeded to have a blast in the biggest waves I had ever seen (I had only ever been to the gulf before). Then this insane riptide hit all of a sudden and I was up to my chest. To be safe, I decided to get into shallower water and as I was walking in, there was this kid, maybe 10 years old who was floating toward me, but he was smiling and I thought nothing of it (I thought he may be a local and knows what he is doing). Shortly after that I heard him scream and start crying. So I turned around and grabbed his arm. At this point I was back up to my chest and the tide got even stronger. I was able to take two more steps toward the beach, then, with him being nothing but dead weight, I just dug my feet in and tried to anchor the both of us. I waited out the tide which lasted about another 5 minutes and then started walking us in. I got about a third of the way in and lifeguard came up to us all like "DON'T PANIC, I'M HERE TO HELP!". I was like, "Thanks for the help NOW, but I am fine now."
know some europeans (not from UK or Ireland) who immigrated in their late 20s and after just a few years spent in the US they already speak fluent english like americans do tbh
