"Henry! Teach me how to swim!" Little Amber begged the boy. He was five and she was six. "Henry!" She continued to yell. Henry was playing in the water while Amber looked on. She was going to call the boy again when he dived under the waves. The little girl let out a huff knowing full well he couldn't hear her anymore. 

Henry was the sixth coolest person Amber has ever known. Sixth only to her dad, mom, grandpa, grandma, and to her sister Jackie. She sat on the sand defeatedly. Henry came up for air and dived back under once again. No one could fathom just how badly the little five-year-old wanted to learn how to swim. Whenever Henry would tell her tales about the ocean, Amber would always sit and listen with the utmost fascination.

But she doesn't want to settle for that. She wanted to see the world beneath the waves for herself too and who better to learn how to swim than the sixth best person in Amber's world. She was too caught up sulking to notice that the little boy has resurfaced and has his hands full of wonderful treasures."Amber!" The little boy yelled excitedly. "What?" The girl replied with a peculiar mixture of annoyance and curiosity. "Look what I've found!" He proceeded to drop his collection in front of his friend. 

All traces of animosity was lost and the little girl turned speechless as her attention focused solely on Henry's harvest. "I also saw a really big fish Amber!" He continued. "As big as my leg!" He finished with elaborate hand gestures. "Wow! How does it look like Henry?" His playmate asked with the most wonderful wide eyes. Then the six-year-old proceeded to describe the underwater world as best to his abilities. If Henry is Amber's sixth best person in the world, Amb