A Saturday swim
July 9, 2007
Jonah, our 8 month old, loves to be in water. Even while Micah is holding him, he wants to get away from Micah and thinks that he can swim. All I can say is what my 8 month baby boy has been brave to do, I have been able to do the same, only at 29 years old. Still, you would think that I would be fearless in the water after taking 8 swimming lessons. That’s not quite what happened this past Saturday. Micah, Jonah and I were all having a good time in a small swimming pool in a Community Center and after a while, I just decided to get in the big lapse swimming pool. Micah was holding Jonah and they were both watching me. I was proud of myself that I could backfloat to the end of the pool (12 feet deep) and all the way back. Micah was very impressed and I wanted to do the lapse again. Only this time, I went to the middle of the pool instead of swimming by the side (wall) of the pool. I was doing fine until I realized that I am not at the edge, so I can’t get a hold of the wall. I wanted to land on my feet and stand up and when I realized that I couldn’t touch the bottom of the pool, I started to panic. I was coming in and out of the water surface, trying to catch a breath. I could have just relaxed and I would have been fine. When I came to the surface, I saw Micah and Jonah and I did see the lifeguard not looking at me (she probably thought I will be fine). I went in the water again and this time when I came to the surface, I screamed “help”. Still I couldn’t get the attention of the lifeguard and I saw Micah tell the lifeguard to go get me. It was very dramatic, and of course funny, but it wasn’t funny when I swallowed enough water to feel pain. Well, I was glad that there wasn’t many people in the pool that day to see the drama and also I bet the lifeguard felt pretty good bout not letting me drown. Although, Micah says that it takes awhile to drown and I wouldn’t have gone that far.
