Swimming in the shallows

Birds are entertaining to watch. In another couple of weeks it will be time to put the birdbath outside. For the moment we just watch them at the feeders.

I remember going to a lake with my grandmother and I learn how to swim there when I was very little. I don't like to go to swim anymore but I'm not bad at it

At school we used to have swimming classes and that's how i learnt how to swim.

I learned how to swim when I was young. I'm not that great but I manage! :)

I have been lucky being almost drowned twice

In our province, we used to swim in the river since I was in my primary school. But when my family decided to stay in the city, I rarely swim. Maybe once a year during summer.

I'm not a good swimmer but I do love hanging out by the pool or by the beach.

My parents had their summer vacations at the beach since they were married, so I can't remember exactly when I learned swimming but I was very little when they teached me.

I took swimming lessons early on in life, but was never fully comfortable with swimming the way we were taught. I can tread water fairly well and used to be able to float for hours on end. I don't bother much with swimming in recent years even though I still keep two swimsuits about just in case.

I enjoy swimming although I am not a very fast or strong swimmer, but I can do it slowly for a long time! My favourite is to swim outdoors.

When I was little we had a public pool very close to our house. I was a quick learner, and did lessons there, so since everybody knew us the life guards would allow my brothers to be my "adult" guardians, even though the oldest was only 12 when we moved. As far as my parents knew everything was okay when the guys took me swimming. If I told them about their game I wouldn't get to go swimming when mum & dad were too busy to go. I always had to stay with my brothers at the pool, and they were much better swimmers than me at that time. We would go deeper than my swim class was allowed, and they would play, "How long can Carly hold her breath?" It wouldn't have been so bad if there weren't two of them, not because I was outmatched in strength, but because it would usually turn into an argument while I was still under water. The oldest would want to let me up, and the middle hellion would argue that I was getting better and better every time, and this way it would take a lot for me to drown if something "really" happened. I could hear them yelling at each other because usually my head was only maybe a half a foot to a foot under the surface. A few years later at our next house we got a pool, and now that I think back, I'm surprised I still enjoyed swimming so much. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, brothers included.