Question

I was the kid who sat on the sidelines and watched others having
a good time splashing about in the sea, wishing I could swim.
Eventually, I learned how to, the hard way. My brothers threw me
into the water. As I floundered and nearly drowned, it didn't occur
to me then that my brothers had taught me two important skills:
survival and independence. These skills were gifts that I relied on
numerous times over as an adult. As a child, I was game for
anything
Nothing fascinated me more than the chance to try something
new. If nothing else, my curiosity was fueled by the desire to test
my limits. I was sixteen when I climbed my first mountain. It was
Gunung Ledang in Johor, Malaysia, in 1980. It was a horrible
experience. I found the heat and thickness of the jungle
overwhelming. The night spent on the summit was cold and
lonely. As I lay in my tent, with my knees curled to my chin, 1
vowed that I would never climb another mountain.
And yet, ironically, I was one of the two climbers from the first
Singapore Mount Everest Expedition who summited Mount
Everest in May 1998.​

Answer 1

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btw....what is the question?

Answer 2

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why did the writer consider his childhood avarage?