Vignettes Drowning Swimming, my family and I were planning a fun trip to the beach. We woke up early in the morning to start our 4-hour drive. My dad and my uncle planned to meet up and follow each other. It was a long drive I slept most of the time, but when I woke up we were already there. My parent had already checked in, so my cousins and I went to the beach. I got into the water till out of nowhere my arm got caught in seaweed. I screamed and yelled till the lifeguard came and helped me. I was so scared. Foot My first-time ice skating it was a warm day my cousin Sammy and my two brothers went to the ice skating rink. We paid and got our ice skates. It was blue and I got a size 7, but when I put it own it was very uncomfortable. When I first entered the ice rink I was scared. My cousin lived in the ice rink, he went ice skating a lot. So as I stepped foot in the ice it was very hard I kept falling down but after ten minutes. Then I got balanced up and stood. I started skating but I kept falling down till I twisted my leg and broke my foot. So I had to leave Lost …show more content…
We were worried our teacher Mr. Walker told us if we got lost to stay put, but we didn't we kept walking around till we found our friends. Our teacher didn’t find out. And till this day know one knows about this except
I don’t remember exactly how it felt when it first happened, but I do remember that right when I hit the solid concrete floor, I knew what had happened. Never again was I going to mess around with one of those skateboards, especially since I didn’t know exactly what I was doing. My head was spinning with confusion. I tried to stand up, except I fell right back down in even more pain. Everybody at camp was looking at me as I was crying, holding onto my leg as tight as I could.
I walked over to the pool when I suddenly slipped and fell in the water. I was not a strong swimmer, and without an inner tube to help me I was even worse. I could feel myself slipping into the darkness, when a large splash happened next to me and something grabbed me from the water. I looked up and saw my dad, a hero.
June 6, 1944, Juno Beach, Normally Someone threw up, it was the same soldier who threw up 30 seconds ago, but none of us said anything because we felt like throwing up too. I was on a landing boat to Juno Beach, I could hear other soldiers shouting and firing guns. When the door opened, instead of seeing land, in front of us was deep water. Since I was in the back of the landing boat, I had a lot of time to think about jumping into the water, more than the other soldiers who were standing in the front.
At first when I was told I would be able to speak my mind as to what my thoughts would be on the effects of what happened and what Mr. Wilson should receive as a time to serve I knew exactly what to say, but when you begin putting pen to paper you get lost and all the fears and anxiety continue at a high level. Below are what continue to haunt me and my children on a daily basis. I still recall the time you woke up and looked over at me with this crazed look in your eyes. You kicked me so hard in my right jaw and right upper arm. I fell into the night stand, then onto the floor next to the bed.
I went swimming in a pond one time with my girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend now, but it wasn 't the ponds fault. We were naked. Almost. I was naked.
One more prominent memory that I have is after spending hours in the water with my neighbor, my grandfather told us it was time to go. We reluctantly gathered our items and got into the back of our pickup truck. By then we were shivering from the ocean water combined with the wind (not to mention our exhaustion from swimming for such a long period of time). There was a large blanket that we covered ourselves with while we drove from the lighthouse back home; all the while we were soaking wet and had rocks/ sand sticking to us. I continued to go out towards the lighthouse even as my grandfather had stopped taking us as we grew
“Wade in the water. Wade in the water, children. Wade in the water. God’s going to trouble the water,” the slaves sang as they did their daily work. Link
So, I decided to throw a tantrum in the pool and everyone just stared at me in horror and my grandpa said he would only give my favorite lizard back if I stopped crying. Surprisingly, that was not the only thing that was dreadful about that day. When I finally stopped crying, I decided to poop in the pool. As soon as someone saw that, they immediately swam away. My mom quickly jumped in the pool with a cup to scoop the poop.
However, the rest of my family could, so the kids changed into swimsuits, and we ran to the pool. Once we reached the pool, the adults laid out our towels, and the children jumped into the pool. Well, except for me. Sitting on the first step, my stubby legs dangled from the ledge. I wanted to swim too, but I couldn’t...
Then I remembered that I was no longer that little girl who couldn 't swim. I was the adult in charge of saving people 's lives. I quickly dove down to rescue the helpless body. We resurfaced and she was coughing, but still alive and breathing. Until that moment, I never fully understood how much pressure lifeguards are under.
My neighbor drowned when she was five-years-old. She was swimming at a friends house. When no one was watching she jumped in the deep end. She didn’t know how to swim, so she never was able to come back up after going under. Her parents were busy with her younger siblings, so they didn’t see her jump.
Panting, I walked off the floor. Almost immediately, I receive a hug from my coach. I have just completed my last of four events at the 2014 State finals for gymnastics. In order to proceed onto regionals, I needed a certain score. As I turned around to view the scoreboard, tears welled up in my eyes.
As I grew up my friends all got their own trampoline so no one really came over anymore. One day as the sun was about to go down, I was all alone playing on my trampoline when my older brother and his friends came over to my house and got on the trampoline. They all started jumping on and I was on it as well. I thought I was tough since they couldn’t make me fall but, one wrong step and that was end to the fun. I had sprained my ankle.
My friends and I put down our towels to go swim. Sydney, my friend, and I went into the water first. We felt the waves tugging at
Then I did a mad face. I was upset, because I could not swim. And then my brother and sister started laughing, my dad yelled out “but why are you mad”? I did not answer got out the water and went with my mom and got meat and started eating and stared at my brother, sister, and dad mad. My mom told me that I don’t have to go to the deep in till I am older and learn to swim.