One day I came home from kindergarden in the spring with a flyer, chatting with my mom in a squeaky, childish voice I said “Mom! Mom! Look at this! Can I join this swim team this summer?”
She sighed and thought of when I was younger and could not swim. My mom had to hold me up out of the water.
I pointed to a spot in the flyer, “It says here that you do not have to know how to swim. The coaches there teach you before you join the actual swim team.” She pondered, wondering if I should participate in another activity.
I wanted her to agree with me so I said, “Mrs. Wayland is signing Taylor up, you do not want my best friend to swim all by herself, do you?” Taylor and I have been close ever since she asked me to play tag with her on the playground in kindergarten. Even though she moved to Maryland back in the fourth grade, her mom and my mom still stay connected and we visit each other on holidays.
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Swimming was easy at first. I had my towel, suit, and goggles and was ready to go. When you are a young swimmer you easily drop time because you change a single element of your stroke and you drop ten seconds off of your original time. As you get older you go to more competitive meets, need high-tech and more expensive suits, and have more experience acquired over the years. Most importantly: it becomes harder to drop
“You two, get the ball down the pool and take a shot, just make sure it’s inbounds, don’t worry if you miss the goal, Kenzie will get the rebound.” My coach has barked these orders on numerous occasions throughout the year and it has never failed to give me a little thrill inside. As an athlete that tends to go unnoticed, getting acknowledgement in such an offhand way is pretty exciting. It shows me I have a place on the team, a job that my team depends on me to do. Water polo is a very difficult sport.
In life, even though we are told not to do so, a lot of us “count our chickens before they hatch”. We make assumptions on things before they happen because we believe that if something seems so likely, it will happen. Well, that is what my Liberty High School cross country team did my sophomore year. Going into the year, we not only knew we were going to be strong, we thought other teams were going to be weak. The top teams from the state finals the previous year had all lost most of their key pieces.
my mother yelled. I attempted to explain how I wasn’t going to let down my team because of one injury. “Baseball is my whole life, mom. Tomorrow is the first tournament game,” I explained, “I will find a way to play.” Me being the stubborn kid I am, I talked them into letting me play.
Missy Franklin is the most admirable athlete in swimming because of her dedication to practice, devotion to God, and constant positive attitude. Franklin 's commitment to practice is what makes her the most admirable swimmer. While training Missy practice up to eight hours a week. She says, "I 'm in the pool two-four hours a day six-eight workouts a week. " Practicing frequently builds muscles in her arms and legs other athletes may not have, which makes each stroke propel her further through the water.
It was the moment I had been practicing for. I was finally going to try out for my middle school cheer team and hopefully make it. I was so excited I could barely focus on my classes that day. I had run through all of the steps at least 50 times that day. I had always wanted to do cheerleading and this was my moment to do it.
When I was six years old, I would not let go of my dad when we first entered the pool for the fear that I would drown. Now I am seven-teen years old and I fear not being fast enough. Swimming is my passion, and my life, but this wasn’t always the case. Since my high school doesn’t offer a swim team, I sought a team outside of my school district. After finding that Banning High school offered an after school swim team, I joined their swim team around the age of twelve.
There were new faces all around, and no one said a word to me. I just blended into the bunch. The coach walked up without speaking to any individual, and he yelled instructions to the entire group. “Everyone needs to be in the water in two minutes!” shouted Coach Chris. I pulled my black latex cap over my head along with fifty other swimmers.
My eighth-grade year, I tried out for the school’s co-ed soccer team and was confident that I would make the team. During the three hard days of try-outs, I pushed myself to improve each day and received several compliments from the coaches. On the last day, the head coach pulled me aside to tell me
During the summer, I had an eagerness to find a job; I wanted to keep myself occupied, so I applied everywhere, not concerning myself of the job description. I even applied for a janitorial positions; the thought of money was in my head. After applying to multiple jobs, I finally got accepted into American Swim Academy. I thought the job required a lifeguard, but little did I know, I had applied to be a swim instructor; I applied to a numerous job positions that I forgot what I applied for. They had assigned me classes with the skill levels of the child; I had to basically teach kids to swim.
2nd Log Entry During my first log entry, I pointed out my personal goals I hoped to accomplish during this class. As a beginner swimmer, I was mainly interested in conquering my fear of water. As of week four I could say that I am now comfortable being inside a body of water. First week I could not even get my entire body into to the swimming pool.
My nerves from the first class unexpectedly came rushing back. These students grew into great swimmers, but I knew that the depth of the water could petrify them. The first few students were able to swim back up with little to no effort, but the last girl lost her footing and slipped into the pool and couldn 't resurface. I froze as I saw her struggling to swim and breathe. My mind quickly flashed back to the time I jumped out of my tube and almost drowned.
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.
If she knew how to swim that never would have happened. Everybody should learn how to swim. Unfortunately, not all kids can go to swimming lessons, but there is an easy way to fix that problem. If schools taught swimming during gym all students would have a chance to learn to swim. Kids are going to be at school anyway.
Initially, my mind was set to join the soccer team. However, I found out there weren’t any openings available. The only team that had an opening was The Cross Country Team. I was terrified…my parents encouraged me to join as there wasn’t an option not to.
A warm morning, sun shining with a slight breeze, and calm waters; the perfect day to learn how to water ski. I had never been water skiing before, I barely knew what it was, I was anxious to say in the least. I stood on the dock as my parents maneuvered the boat into the water, I’ve never been so uncertain. My family reassured me that everything would be okay as I was strapped up my life jacket. I stood on the edge of the boat, apprehensive, but I had to jump in the water, it was now or never.