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The life of pearl diver

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The Life Of A Pearl Diver.
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Written By: Rayyan Tanveer Dar
Published By: Rayyan Tanveer Dar
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Most asked questions
How Did Pearl Diving Start?
Pearl diving has been practised for over 4,000 years, from the ancient Sumerians along the Persian Gulf to the Indian Ocean, South China Sea, and the Sea of Japan. These regions dominated the pearl trade until ravenous demand from the monarchies of Europe drove the hunt for pearls to the New World.
Was It Easy?
Diving for pearls was no easy job
Divers were expected to tie a small stone to the bottom of their foot in order to sink to the bottom of the seabed and collect as many oysters as they could before their breath ran out. In many unfortunate cases, divers drowned or were even attacked by sharks.
It all started one day in Bahrain on Muharraq island.....

I was just a normal man I used to sell things for a living. I would usually make about 100 - 150 Bahrain Dinars. When pearl diving started one of my best friends had told me that I should stop selling stuff and work as a pearl diver. I asked him "Why should I become a pearl diver?" He said, "I earn about 500 Bahrain Dinars and you would earn even more than what you earn in this small shop." Then I thought about it over the night and said to my self "I should really try it out I will make even more money even more than 100 or 150! The next day I joined a crew We had about 30 members including me. We mostly had men there were 2 young boys and 1 young girl. That day I was scared, worried and nervous when they said there are many risks of dying or drowning but I again said to myself "It's worth the money." When I had to dive they gave me a woven bag that divers carried to put the shells in it which is called a Dyeen, a clip made from turtle shells that divers put on their nose to block the water from coming in called a Fattam and a rope to tether the diver to the dhow called Yeda.
My story
It all started one day in Bahrain on Muharraq island.....

I was just a normal man I used to sell things for a living. I would usually make about 100 - 150 Bahrain Dinars. When pearl diving started one of my best friends had told me that I should stop selling stuff and work as a pearl diver. I asked him "Why should I become a pearl diver?" He said, "I earn about 500 Bahrain Dinars and you would earn even more than what you earn in this small shop." Then I thought about it over the night and said to my self "I should really try it out I will make even more money even more than 100 or 150! The next day I joined a crew We had about 30 members including me. We mostly had men there were 2 young boys and 1 young girl. That day I was scared, worried and nervous when they said there are many risks of dying or drowning but I again said to myself "It's worth the money." When I had to dive they gave me a woven bag that divers carried to put the shells in it which is called a Dyeen, a clip made from turtle shells that divers put on their nose to block the water from coming in called a Fattam and a rope to tether the diver to the dhow called Yeda.
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The tools that I was given.
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I was forced to descend sometimes over 100 feet in a single breath!
We would usually stay down for 6 - 7 minutes. It was very terrifying but luckily I would survive. Then it was that one day when I almost died! I was the first one to dive down. When I dived down and I started collecting the oysters and praying to God that nothing happens, but then something happened we could not see very clearly as we had nothing to cover our eyes it was something light blue something big it was a shark! A very big one, I started to worry thinking I was going to die but then one of the crew members noticed I was in trouble he immediately pulled me out as there was a rope attached to the ship. I said to myself when I was on the boat "Where am I?". Everyone was relieved that I was alive. I never forgot that moment. I continued pearl diving for a very long time. I become rich too! Then it all came to a stop on one day sometime in the mid-1900s when the  Japanese discovered how to make artificial pearls. The oil industry also became a new thing. I thought I should join but I said to myself "I should stop now, give it a break relax and enjoy my life. So this was my story in short. But let me tell you it was a very long journey.
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