Since I was afraid of water and learned to swim very late, I always had that, as we call it, ‘šlauf’ (inner tube) around my waist and swam like that. But my older brothers, since they were five years older, around 17 or 18, who had examples in their friends, who were even older, over 20, they would swim across the Danube to the other side, to the Kać side. To prove they had swum across, they would go and steal a watermelon – one or two watermelons, and then they would swim back across the Danube, pushing the watermelon in front of them, to bring proof to us on the beach that they had swum across the Danube. There. Mind you, when they swam across, they liked to go upstream where the Oficirska beach is today. … Over there were the melon fields, the Kać melon fields. … And when they swam back, they reached Šveb, which is a pond, where they had to walk about a kilometer and a half, maybe two, carrying the watermelons to the beach where we swam. Next to us, where we swam on the left side of Rokov stream, on the right side was the Cow Beach. We call it Cow Beach, but it was a watering place for cows, where the cows grazing on the meadows came, but it was downstream, so the cows didn’t pollute the beach where we swam. … The watermelon was about proving themselves in front of the girls, you know how we men are, right?