How did you learn to swim?
Posted on Mar 17th, 2009
by
Farland
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for March 15, 2009:
I just remembered this today. When I was a tiny unborn foetus inside my mother she went water skiing. My father and his brothers had built a home made ski jump and they were all skiing off it. My sister was a small baby a few months old and my mother was pregnant but so soon again she was aftraid to tell her in laws, so she bravely went over the ski jump and did a huge belly flop into the water as she crash landed she was worried about me inside her and oh how I hated water and swimming as a child I refused to learn to swim and every forced lesson ended in tears. Maybe there is some connection. I have learned to swim it has always been an act of overcoming fear more than an act of swimming. I don't like the feeling of my legs dangling in the murkiness below me I don't mind being head down if I coud breath underwater it would be fine it is having my head in a different element than the rest of my body that is so frightening.

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Yikes! What a story! I was a reluctant swimmer too … echos of me crying and screaming on the pool’s edge in “Moms N’ Tots” class. Eventually I came to love it, when I didn’t have to trust somebody else’s arms to jump into …
Great story. Thanks for the telling.
My brother is a swim coach but I’m still the only one in the family who will get into our cold New England ocean