A fighter treads life, like a drowning person treads water. She keeps her head above the waves, until she spots a little boat, gliding through the waves.
“Have you lost your boat?” asks the sailor.
“I don’t think I ever had one,” says the fighter, as another boat appears, then six more.
But each boat already has a sailor.
“You must be very strong.”
“She’s a fighter.”
“I don’t feel like a fighter.”
“We’ll stay until you find your boat.”
Then eight life rings are thrown to the fighter.
A fighter floats through life, with the help of her friends.