Here I was, wearing a black shorts and blue swimming cap, which burnt a hole in pocket. Standing on the side of the pool I looked at the water and I saw that there weren't many people in the pool. There was one small boy swimming on the other end of the pool.
I got into the pool, the baby pool actually. All of 3 feet deep. The water level did not even come to my hip! I tried avoiding the gaze of the small boy.
The deep end of the pool is six feet, my coach said. Thank God! At least I will be able to stand on my toes and keep my head high above the water, I thought.
My coach asked me to hold my breath and try to be under water. Keep your eyes open, he said. I tried that for 10 minutes and was able to hold my breath for a considerable amount of time. I felt happy. Took my head out of the water triumphantly and looked around for my coach. The small boy was standing in next to me and smiling at me!
The kind of smile which says, "Happy for what? Holding your breath under water for a few seconds, eh?"
I looked away from him. My coach said, Good, now try holding the parapet and try floating. I did and I felt good. Oh that's easy, I thought. He asked me to do the same thing for sometime
Then he asked me to push myself and start moving in the water. I did that and when I came out of the water, the boy was talking to the coach. The coach said, "Shut up and swim"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha", my inner self was laughing! I know it is kiddish, but try getting into a baby pool at my age and you see a small boy giving you a wry smile. Then you will know, that you do have an ego and it pains really bad when it hurts!
I got into the pool, the baby pool actually. All of 3 feet deep. The water level did not even come to my hip! I tried avoiding the gaze of the small boy.
The deep end of the pool is six feet, my coach said. Thank God! At least I will be able to stand on my toes and keep my head high above the water, I thought.
My coach asked me to hold my breath and try to be under water. Keep your eyes open, he said. I tried that for 10 minutes and was able to hold my breath for a considerable amount of time. I felt happy. Took my head out of the water triumphantly and looked around for my coach. The small boy was standing in next to me and smiling at me!
The kind of smile which says, "Happy for what? Holding your breath under water for a few seconds, eh?"
I looked away from him. My coach said, Good, now try holding the parapet and try floating. I did and I felt good. Oh that's easy, I thought. He asked me to do the same thing for sometime
Then he asked me to push myself and start moving in the water. I did that and when I came out of the water, the boy was talking to the coach. The coach said, "Shut up and swim"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha", my inner self was laughing! I know it is kiddish, but try getting into a baby pool at my age and you see a small boy giving you a wry smile. Then you will know, that you do have an ego and it pains really bad when it hurts!
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