I'm going to give a try at participating in the "4 Stories" series over at Freckled Nest. Each weekend she'll share four stories on a single topic and readers will do the same, linking their posts in her comments. Enjoy my stories, hop on over to see hers, and even write your own and share yours with me!
The Teacher
I was turning 8 years old in June, at my Dad's apartment with a POOL. All 8 year olds knew how to swim, right? Not this 8 year old. I longed to know how but I battled fear of the unknown! What if I just sank to the bottom? What happens when I let go of the side? When I don't wear my obnoxious plastic floaties I look cooler but I may just drown. One day at the pool, clinging to the side with both joy and fear, I met a woman who swam right up to me and began teaching me how to swim! We met at the pool day after day for our unofficial swimming lesson. I was doggie paddling out to the middle, jumping in and even going all the way under water! She was gone just as mysteriously as she'd come into my life because I don't remember a thing about her except that we never got to say goodbye and I never got to thank her! I swam and swam proudly for the rest of the summer and every summer after that thanks to the amazingly mysterious swimming lady in West Chester, Pennsylvania.
Hot Water
Going to the pool at the Holiday Inn in my hometown was always a treat. It's a small town and little things like that can be an event. Birthday parties would often be held there where kids would run wild in the arcade game and pool area. I remember being 7 years old and not knowing how to swim (yet! see story above!). I had one of those little innertubes around my waist and was floating around in the hot tub by myself. Being 7, I was flopping and leaning all over the place with that tube on, thinking it made me invincible. Suddenly I flipped and was literally upside down - bottom up - with that tube holding me this way. I felt the hot tub jets blowing their powerful bubbles on my face and neck and thinking that this was it for me. 7 years of life flashed before me because I honestly thought I could not escape! The next thing I knew I was up and gasping for air and no one had even seen a thing. I never even said anything to my parents about it! I decided to play it cool but just quit using that darn innertube in a hot tub.

Teenage Ridiculousness
I was pretty self conscious in High School due to my inability to, like, ever hit puberty. A friend of mine was "sitting out" during swim day in gym because she didn't want to go into the pool during her "time of the month". I really didn't want to get into a bathing suit in front of the whole class and decided that I, too, was not able to swim due to "that". I timidly approached the teacher and told her that it was really important that I sit out (along with my friend, as if that's not obvious). She looked at me as if she just KNEW I was lying, and in pity said, fine. I felt really proud to be sitting out due to something so important as having a period. It's so weird how a teenage brain works, isn't it?

Jaws
My first time going to the ocean, I was 9 years old and my little brother was 5. My dad thought, in the spirit of the ocean, that we'd watch JAWS the week before making the trip to spend a week at the sea. In his defense, I was not easily scared by movies. He had shown me movies much "scarier" than Jaws at younger ages and the movie itself intrigued me, not scared me. What scared me was much more real. We get to the ocean and I am so excited! I was not, at all, thinking about getting eaten alive by a shark. My brother and I get on our sunscreen and he puts on his little life vest and we dash for the waves! Fearless!! We swim for a little bit and then we hear loud and urgent sounding lifeguard whistles. We look up and our parents are motioning their arms to us to come up out of the water toward them. Not knowing what the big deal is, we go up onto the sand and then I turn around. SHARK FINS, multiple shark fins, were coming close to shore. Eyes bulging in fear of how real the moment was, we booked it up to the beach blanket and sat there the rest of the day! It took a few more times of going back to the beach before we were convinced to get into the water again.
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