Learning to swim

Who taught you to swim?

I don't remember being happy when I was learning how to swim. Some strange lady grabbing a kickboard at Lakewood City pool (or some place like it) and telling me to kick my legs. “Keep kicking, keep kicking!”. When I finally learned to actually swim, it was because someone threw me in the deep end and didn't immediately save me. I had to figure it out for myself.  

My daughter is learning to swim.

Today I was watching my daughter figure it out on her own and she was loving it. No kickboard. No yelling. No screeching lady in some city pool. Just a warm spa and dad watching on. I did have a few words for her, watch the video and listen for yourself. 

Hope your summer comes with some fun lessons too! Thanks for reading!

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