I see a Rarotongan woman rushing through the water and looking for fish. She is thinking about getting fish, it is her duty. Even when a shark attacks her!
She dodges the shark by putting her hand on it's neck and back and back flipping behind the shark. Her heart pounds as fast as a car engine as it's razor sharp gills cut her hand, but she keeps going.
She grabs a bunch of fish, including me, and she rushes to the surface.
I'm slowly cooked for the good of others.