When I was four years of age I attended a swimming club at Seven
Islands in Southwark. The pool was fairly large and was rarely
crowded, that was one comfort for me. Seven Islands had many
activities other than swimming, I myself did not choose to do swimming
my mum had decided that I would benefit from it.
My first day at the club started in a shallow pool opposite a larger
one. I already knew two people who came with me, that made me feel a
little confident despite the crying of other children. We had two
instructors a man and a women both were roughly in their thirties the
man had brown hair and was quite tall, the women had blonde hair and
was full figured and short. The children were either taller than me or
shorter than me so I am not sure if they were the same age as me never
the less I got acquainted with them all. The first exercises that we
did consisted of getting our muscles ready to get into the water.
After the exercises were finished we were allowed to jump in, the
exercises were necessary to prevent us from getting a cramp in our leg
or spraining our ankles. The instructors told us to practice kicking
our legs whilst holding on to the ledge, this was very important if we
wanted to swim properly. The instructors then handed out floats so we
could further develop kicking our legs however most of the children
used the floats to splash water at one another, because of this the
women instructress decided to take one of the girls to a deeper part
of the pool to do a different exercise because she was behaving
sensibly with the floats unlike the rest of us, but when I saw this I
became competitive. I tried to progress by listening to the instructor
and not paying any attention to the other children until I eventually
went with the instructress.
The day I learned to swim was a normal day, one month after I started.
After school my mum brought me home to get my swimming gear ready for
swimming, when I arrived at Seven Islands I was told that one of the
instructors had gone on holiday, in his place was a new women who was
tall and had brown hair and was from Australia. The new lady was nice
and spoke softly. She and the other women decided to see if we could
swim without assistance, she started with me first she held both of my
hands and told me to start kicking before I knew it she let go of my
hands so I had to rely on moving them to support myself I then
realized that I was actually swimming alone, after about three seconds
I caught the ledge, the shock of it distracted me I could not believe
it. When the instructress went on to other people I tried again this
time using different styles of swimming I was confident with diving
and front stroke. At the end of the session I was pleased with myself
and so were my friends.
Three years after...