No, I'm not kidding!
My mother had this overwhelming deathly fear of water and she never learned to swim. My father, on the other hand, learned to swim the old-fashioned way -- thrown into the river by a sibling and told "swim or drown." My brother can swim. He's no Michael Phelps and would never make a swim team but he's far more likely to reach the shore before I would.
All of this to say, I need to learn because I adore the water. At the same time, I hate getting my face wet. I hate getting water in my nose. For crying out loud, I even hate facing the showerhead face first! But I just need to get beyond all that little crap and learn how to save my own life.
Because this water girl needs to get back to mother mother ocean soon!
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