Clingy Lifeguard

You never know how helpless you are until you have a near death experience. One summer, when I was young, my family and I went to a water park. I didn’t know how to swim, but thankfully the majority of the park required no swimming ability. For one of the rides, I wanted to get out of my tube and jump around, but once I climbed out, I immediately sunk to the bottom. I tried to kick back up and just as my legs gave in, a lifeguard climbed in and pulled me up. I was grateful to him, but something was bothering me. I couldn’t save myself. That was the moment I decided that I was going to become a lifeguard someday to help myself and many others.

They'd gotten lunch from the local takeaway, a burger and chips each, and had headed to their usual spot, the top of the Jumping Rock, at Dead Man's Pool. The Lagoon had received its infamous naming due to to many deaths that had occurred there over the years, where many teens, usually high or drunk, dared each other to jump from the cliff face to the icy water between the large, jagged stones. After the deaths of over 10 teens over the span of two decades, the cliff had been fenced off by the Sheriff, with large WARNING and DO NOT ENTER signs plastered everywhere. The teens, however, just like they always had done, ignored the signs and crawled through the large gap in the corner of the fence and walked the familiar path up to the top of the Jumping

Mary Morris Analysis of “The Lifeguard” by Mary Morris Freshta Nejat   Analysis of “The Lifeguard” by Mary Morris “ The Lifeguard” by Mary Morris is a brief story portrays the reality of changes over time. The author revealed the story of lifeguard as the lord of all he surveys with a big self-esteem. Mary Morris in this article exposes the fact that we recognize what we have only when a devastating event occurs as in the story he proves lack of efficiency in the first aid needed to save a toddler, Becky, on the beach. Overall, the author portrays Symbolism, Characterization and Foreshadowing by inferring that once we realize what we have, it’s too late.

“The image of individuals at a pool hall engaging in speech and actions [are] stereotypical [behavior] of individuals with a low educational level” (Bloom).

The frequency of these deaths is disturbing, and yet every summer swimmers return to her. Another specific example comes from 1977, which illustrates the trickeries of this pool. Bob DeMoss came from a working class home in nearby Springfield, Oregon. As was the expectation, after he obtained his driver’s license Bob had sought a

Three hundred and fifty children under the age of five drown in pools each year nationwide. Two thousand and six hundred children are treated in hospital emergency rooms for near-drowning incidents. These statistics can bring chills down one’s spine. With drowning being such a threat, it is surprising how many guardians of young children dismiss the importance of their child learning how to swim. Survival swim lessons gives infants and toddlers the skills they need to move through the water independently while incorporating being able to breath when needed. Although some parents are fearful of their child swimming, infants and toddlers should be enrolled in survival swim lessons.

Laurie Colwin (1944-1992) was born in Manhattan, New York. She was a prolific writer and her very first works were published in the New Yorker. Her first short story collection was published in 1974. Her stories were written about love, relationships, and being happy in general, however, this story “The Man Who Jumped into the Water” is quite a bit different from the others. Hiding behind a persona to get away from reality can lead someone to a breaking point because a person 's troubles catch up to them.

Instead of going to the springs, the Walls go to the community pool to enjoy a morning swim. The Walls are enjoying lounging around the pool deck. Rex talks with Rosemary while he enjoys a drink. That is until he sees Jean clinging to the side of the pool. The site inspires Rex to teach Jean learns how to swim.

While his two other alter egos, the younger more playful side and his more stylish side are on the diving broad, waiting to dive in the pool. At the end

it is important for at least a couple of people know what they have to do in case someone who got injured and they need help do that they can make sure they don 't die between the time it takes for someone to ring the ambulance and get them to a hospital. Just knowing the basics can be a huge help to someone in

When I stepped up to the block, I saw a few swimmers with the same striking blue and red swim caps as me at the other end of the pool, but didn’t think anything of it. During the race, I could feel my limbs growing sore and my lungs aching to breathe normally again. Above the deafening splashes of water around me, I picked up a different sound: cheers. “Go! Go!”

“Legs kicking, arms spinning. As I push off the end of the pool, the water rushes out of my way. I glide through the water straight as a pencil. My legs go up and down, over and over. My arms go round and round like a windmill.

As I enter Chamberlin Pines Swim and Tennis club I already feel sweat forming on my head. Mrs. Emerson, my boss, exclaims that it is extremely busy today! She then goes on to ask how my day was before coming to work. In response I answer “that my day has been fairly boring, it has been too hot to do anything.” As I put on my lifeguard pack and my whistle I greet my fellow lifeguards and ask “how is it down at the pool.”

I have heard a plethora of great things for being a lifeguard at Foothills Swim and Racquet Club. For example, coworkers are nice, teaching swim lessons are fun because people get to form a relationship with the kids, and have the chance to meet new people. My brother, Andrew Sebald, worked at Foothills last summer and loved everyday he was working there. All the great things that I have heard about came mostly from Andrew. This made me want to have the opportunity to work at Foothills. Being a lifeguard, provides challenges as well, such as working together as a team, independently, and working with other employees that one doesn’t like, but even though one doesn’t particularly like them, it forces one to learn how to “suck it up” and learn

Tuning out the noise, I tucked my head under the water, staring at the pool’s tiled floor. Nearing the wall, I lifted my head to gather a breath of air before my flip turn to start my second lap. Looking up, I saw five of my team members at the end of my lane cheering for me. With a renewed energy from their excitement, I turned and continued the race. After the race was over and I was out of the pool, I took my hard-earned ribbon and scurried back to where my swim