ONE. I can't let go of the wall!
Let me first say that I never took swimming lessons when I was little.
My Nana had a best friend named Maryland whom I called Auntie Maryland. Every weekend I would go to Auntie Maryland’s house to go swimming. I looked forward to this all week. When I say I would go swimming, I mean I would put on my floaties and hold onto the side of the pool. I would slowly move along the wall (even the deep end) until I made it around the whole pool. My Nana would ask me if I wanted to take swimming lesson, and I would always say no because I liked holding onto the wall. I loved everything about being outside and in my Aunts pool; it was hard to get me to come inside. One day, Auntie Maryland came outside and told me it was time to learn to swim. I told her no way I am OK holding onto the wall and why should I learn to swim. She said every kid needs to know how to swim and if I did not get out of the pool, she would come and get me. NOTE: this next part sounds dreadful, but in no way was I in danger. I got out of the pool so that she could teach me to swim. In the summer, of my 6th year of life, I was thrown into the deep end of the pool and was told to swim, or I would drown. After a few times of this, I was swimming.
Two. Um...it's see through
The following summer (1988), I start going to the local YMCA for day camp and at the end of every day we got to go swimming. At this time, I was learning how to dive off the diving board. I was so excited about this because not only did I let go of the wall the summer before, but also I could now dive!
I had this BIG crush on one of the teen lifeguards—let’s call him Ben. I had to walk past Ben to get to the diving board I would do this little wave, and say “hi Ben watch this” and then I would do a basic dive into the pool. Man! I thought I was so cool!
One day after camp Ben comes running up to my Nana and me. He asked if he could talk to her in private. OHMYGOD! He likes me! I knew it! They talk for about five minutes before she grabbed my hand and put me into the car. I was freaking out because I wanted to know what he told her. Instead of going home we drove to the store to buy me a new swimsuit. Turns out my current swimsuit was see through and Ben told my Nana that I needed a new one before I was allowed to going swimming again. The following day I walk past Ben in my new swimsuit and instead of waving and saying “watch this” I said, “hey Ben! Check out my new swimsuit.”
Three. I Cant See!!!!
This story is from the summer right before Jr. High. I would go my best friend’s house every day to go swimming. We would spend hours outside swimming. I loved swimming under water with my eyes open because I thought it was cool to see where I was going. I would dive to the bottom of the pool to see what I could see and then swim back to top. I would do this over and over again until I was so tired that I could not keep my eyes open. It was just like any other day. I dove to the bottom of the pool, and when I got back to the top I could not see. I started screaming I CAN’T SEE! I CAN’T SEE! Everything looked white and fuzzy. My friend comes running over to me with my towel and told me to wipe my eyes. I did as she said. It WORKED! I have no idea what happened, but I do know that I am thankful that I can see.
Four. Caught under water
I was surfing in Hawaii when a new surfer stole my wave. She hit the nose of my board, and it sent me flying into the air and back in the water. I was under water for what felt like forever. The next thing I know I am being dragged by my board along the reef. By the time I got back to the surface, I was all bloody. A nearby surfer saw the whole thing, and asked me how I felt and I said “I F***** loved it!” This is how I made it in with the locals. NOTE: I did not love it. I just wanted to keep surfing.
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