It doesn't if you have never canoed before and you always want to do everything perfectly and you never want to look foolish or inept and you are painfully shy and you don't get to go with your family but with someone else's.
Under those circumstances, such an invitation being extended appears to you to be courtesy of Death himself.
But you have no discernible skills in which to make money and your allowance has essentially disappeared because you never do but the bare minimum of chores and your birthday isn't until November and everyone knows Christmas isn't until December so there is no way to make money to buy another Xbox game.
So you accept your mother's bribe of 20 bucks to go, damn it, because you'll have fun.
But on your way out, your parting comment is, "Okay, but if I drown, you're not invited to my funeral."
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Yes, I bribed him. Is it a proud parental moment for me? Probably not so much. But he went, he had fun, he didn't drown in the knee-high river water, and he did something on his own. That was worth it to me.
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