Once upon a time 70 years ago, much to my grandma's dismay, this was my father's favorite playground. As a teen, he and a friend would often rent a boat and go out on the bay, sometimes fishing, sometimes following a creek inland or into the swsmp, and sometimes paddling to the opposite bank. Dad loved the water.
My mom did not love the water. She had fallen in a creek as a very small child and "nearly" drowned. (I don't know exactly what that means... My husband was found unconscious at the bottom of a pool as a small child and he still swims...) Apparently Mom was a sinker because she always claimed to "swim like a rock." Thankfully, though I wouldn't win any swimming contests, I can keep my head above water. Just please keep that seaweed off of my toes.
I never knew Mom nearly drowned in a creek. I nearly drowned in Uncle Chuck's swimming pool and I was wearing a life jacket, lol! Thanks for coming to my rescue. :) I think I was fearful of the water as a small child because I knew Mom was.
ReplyDeleteYou tried to "swim" on your face. Ha ha! I almost drowned too by walking into the deep end like a dork. I went up and down and up and down until Pam pulled me out. The I sat on the side and felt stupid for a while. Thankfully, it did not keep me from going back intot he water. It just kept me out of the deep end.
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Not sure if it was a creek Mom "almost drowned" in but it was a small body of water. I think it was a creek.