When life gives you lemons… make something else. Tell us about a time you used an object or resolved a tricky situation in an unorthodox way.
So I am incredibly exhausted after a long day of working in the pool and then swimming around in a lake. To go along with the theme of my day and this late daily prompt, I’ll tell you guys a true work story (I am much to tired too make something up).
When I was first starting out as a swim instructor, handling six to eight children in a class was truly daunting. It only took one screamer or crier to make my day that much more difficult, and I remember my very first class on my own had three screamers. Fun fun fun.
One day, I was teaching an eels class, which is essentially three- to five-year-olds in the big pool who can swim by themselves with a barbell. None of them were happy to be there, which thrilled me, as I’m sure you’ve guessed. There were no screamers, just terrified little children reaching their tiny fingers toward Mommy or Daddy. It made me feel like the evil villain taking them away from their parents, so I decided to be nice and give them all life jackets. Today was going to be all about learning safety. Easy stuff. Continue reading
Do you — or did you ever — have a Best Friend? Do you believe in the idea of one person whose friendship matters the most?
9:00. Time to teach. I checked the clock one last time to make sure my eyes weren’t deceiving me, sighed, and headed to the pool deck. Everything was unusually warm that day, but that was just overcompensation for the past week. It was so cold, some kids simply gave up and got out just to wrap themselves in their towels. I had no such luxury.
Warm water meant chatty kids. Two four-year-old girls held hands sitting on the deck, waiting to get in. From their constant giggling I could tell they were good friends, probably from school. Now, this can be a good or bad thing. I had a kid once who wouldn’t let go of his friend’s hand, which is never helpful when you’re trying to teach someone how to not drown. Then again, there was also that little girl who helped convince her friend that it was alright; the water wasn’t that bad. I only heard that friend cry for twenty minutes that day. The improvement was tremendous. Continue reading
As a kid, you must have imagined what it was like to be an adult. Now that you’re a grownup (or becoming one), how far off was your idea of adult life?
I fall under the “becoming an adult” category, so I feel infinitely less qualified to answer this question compared to most of the adult population. Regardless, my life has turned out to be quite an interesting manifestation of my childhood hopes and dreams.
Things have a way of working out in my life, albeit long after I stop caring about it. When I was in kindergarten, I liked a boy in my class. He was a little shy, but very sweet. After a while, though, we continued just being friends, and that was the end of that… until my senior year in high school when I went to prom with him. My kindergarten self definitely did not see that one coming. Continue reading