I got it into my head then that I wanted to stand up on the waves , like those fearless , sun - bronzed teenage boys at Newport . When I developed a crush on one such boy , I finally went for it . But I did n't make much progress with my surfing coach , whose teaching technique consisted of periodically observing that I was falling a lot , and that women usually had more trouble with the pop - up than men , because we were " hippy . " Deflated , I gave up until six years later , when I was living in Boston and took my boyfriend to my hometown for a visit .

Question: Why did I want to surf ?
Answer: To get better at surfing .I want those cute surfing boys to notice me .None of the above choices .To be the surfing queen .