You know, I took it for granted that all adults knew how to swim. So, I was surprised when a friend told me that she didn't. She said she grew up in a very small town, and there was no swimming pool.
Stealing a blog idea from my friend Marianne over at Biebkriebels.blogspot.com, who posted the pool where she learned to swim. I decided to show you the pool where I learned to swim. My town was only around 30,000 inhabitants, but we had this wonderful municipal pool.
As adults, we teased our Mother, who always had a job outside the home, that she signed us up for every free event that went on in the summertime;and swimming lessons was on that list. We also lost count of the Bible Schools we attended....which all served the same watery Kool- Aid and sugar cookies, but that's another story.
Anyway, this pool looked enormous when I was small..and I guess it would today, but it is no longer there. For some reason is was filled in. There is probably a newer one somewhere else in town, but surely it couldn't be this grand. I know the picture is old and fuzzy...but there was what they called the beach on the far side. A huge sand pit where you could build a castle...but in order to get back in the pool, you had to pass through a shower to get the sand off.
It is a wonder that my sisters and I don't have skin cancer ....since spent hours upon hours in this pool in the days before sunscreen.
Tell me, do you swim, and where did you learn?