HOT TODAY--HOTTER LATER THIS WEEK---If I was sitting on my ditch bank right now, which I'm not, I would be able to see an old swimming hole somewhere in the distance. If I looked farther, past that one, I would be able to see another one. And I could lie back and look at the wispy clouds in the sky and dream about going swimming in those old swimming holes. Course, I wouldn't. Not cause they aren't there, cause they are. It's cause I somehow never learned to swim. Oh! and another reason. I agree with Grandpa Pickles. I usually do. But it is hot, and swimming does sound good. And That's The Vies From The Ditch Bank
My kids don't understand that I can't swim. I always tell them it is because I grew up in the desert southwest where water in that quantity usually means a flash flood and flash flood=danger. They don't buy it.
ReplyDeleteSorry, see my next post involving Grandpa Pickles. Sometime tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteSandra, I don't buy that. Everett and I both swim, and I actually swim quite well.... I grew up in the same place as you....
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Well, my real and actual reason is this simple- I am afraid of the water, but what mom wants to admit that to her kids?
ReplyDeleteMy first year of swimming lessons, I had 2 teachers, a husband and wife. The husband was great, but the wife had no patience with children. When they took us to the deep end, she got mad at me because I didn't want to go off of the diving board and she picked me up and threw me in. I really hated her after that and would do nothing she asked me to do because I was really scared that I was going to drown. After that it was just a matter of me letting my fear rule and not taking the time to do what I need to do in order to learn.
Based on that, I'll go another way with Grandpa Pickles and blog about something else.
ReplyDeleteAt least you didn't REALLY nearly drown, like some of us did...
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