Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Swimming Adventures...
So yesterday we went for a second week to the JCC for swimming on Tuesday afternoons. Last week, Owen was upset after the teacher took him aside and asked him not to talk while she was giving instructions. The poor boy denied it - no way, he would never talk while the teacher was talking!! (my kids don't take criticism much) So I challenged him to show her this week that it was all a misunderstanding... that he is a perfect child in fact.
Apparently the teacher wanted them all to dive to the bottom of the pool to retrieve something, then swim the length of the pool pushing something else. As an aside, she mentioned that there was a tile missing from the floor of the pool and to watch out for it.
Owen freaked out and decided that the bottom of the pool was going to rise up and attack him, slicing his foot off. I went to explain to the teacher why he was upset and she patiently explained to him how the missing tile was about 1 inch by 1 inch, and that there was smooth cement under it, so no sharp edges. Even so, she could see he was genuinely panicking, so she swam with him to the other end of the pool and then showed him exactly where the tile was missing.
Silly boy. And yes, I forgot my bathing suit again. Darn. I really need to remember next week.
Apparently the teacher wanted them all to dive to the bottom of the pool to retrieve something, then swim the length of the pool pushing something else. As an aside, she mentioned that there was a tile missing from the floor of the pool and to watch out for it.
Owen freaked out and decided that the bottom of the pool was going to rise up and attack him, slicing his foot off. I went to explain to the teacher why he was upset and she patiently explained to him how the missing tile was about 1 inch by 1 inch, and that there was smooth cement under it, so no sharp edges. Even so, she could see he was genuinely panicking, so she swam with him to the other end of the pool and then showed him exactly where the tile was missing.
Silly boy. And yes, I forgot my bathing suit again. Darn. I really need to remember next week.
