One more lesson on the things I cannot control
Posted on | August 12, 2010 | 2 Comments
Here is the truth: I was a certified swim instructor for years. I have taught every kind of person to swim: a 2 year old; an elderly woman; a teenage boy who only spoke Chinese; an autistic 4 year old who would sink blithely, fearlessly to the bottom of the pool if I so much as blinked. I was a lifeguard for years. In California. At a water park and at hectic health club pools where kids would do the deadman’s float just to addle my brains.
Simply: I love the water, and I’m good in it. I can tread water for minutes; swim a mile at a reasonable pace; do the butterfly; snap a flip turn; float forever.
But teach my kid to swim: this, somehow I cannot do. More…
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I am Christina Rosalie
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August 12th, 2010 @ 3:44 pm
My mom went to college on a swimming scholarship and taught swimming lessons my entire child/teenage life. I am now 33 and just learned to swim (really swim, not just flail and float) last summer. I learned when I was ready. He will, too.
August 13th, 2010 @ 2:37 am
Love this
& your words.
As always.
xoxo