Just like in his youth, Captain Hayri holds his breath and dives into the bay at Kaş. Gather the sponges, then swim to the grouper waiting at the foot of its rock, fifteen meters down. But remember: the sea makes way not for the one who shouts, but for the one who stays calm.
Swim in a hurry and your breath runs out fast. Swim more calmly and come up often.
The sea will wait. Carry on when you're ready.