Swimming

Learning to swim, is a scary challenge. Diving into a cold liquid-filled box Just isn’t something enticing. Stroke, kick and breathe… stroke, kick and breathe… you glide through the wall of water, like a bird. on currents of air. At some point, you do it without thinking; like breathing or walking and like riding a bicycle; you never forget the process. Once mastered, swimming seems so natural; you may wonder why you ever feared it, in the first place.

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Daver Austin

Date: 10/7/2014 1:49:00 PM

"Stroke, kick, and breathe." Glad I read this. No wonder I never learned how to swim. With me it's one arm over the other till I get to the edge of the pool. Enjoyed. Thanks for reading my stuff. Love, daver

Jan Allison

Date: 10/3/2014 2:39:00 PM

I still fear swimming I nearly drowned when i was 6 so deep water terrifies me:-( great descriptive write :-) hugs Jan xxx

M. L. Kiser
Date: 10/3/2014 2:52:00 PM

Thanks for the comment; I've never really enjoyed swimming. I had a teacher to push my head underwater and hold it there. My Mom chewed him, up and down for it and I never liked to swim, again.