It’s Week 21 of the MFRW Author 52-week Blog Challenge, and the prompt is “A childhood memory.”
I have a few vivid memories, the ones that had some meaning to my life, and it took me a while to pick one.
When I was in sixth grade, we moved to Miami, Florida and lived there for nine months, including most of the summer. As you can imagine the heat was unbearable, esp. since our little bungalow wasn’t air-conditioned. But some friends had a pool, so we spent as much time as possible there.One afternoon I was in the pool by myself, floating at the deep end. The adults were playing cards at a table near the shallow end. Suddenly I heard a splash from the other end of the pool, and looked over. Now, my eyesight has never been good–I’m quite near-sighted–so all I could see was a round yellow blob bouncing up and down. I was bored and curious, so I decided to see what that thing in the pool was.
As I got closer, I realized it was the baby!
At that point I rushed over and pulled her out. Thankfully, I was in time. She was sputtering and coughing, but still breathing. I remember climbing out of the pool carrying the little one and indignantly informing the adults of what had happened. They were supposed to be watching her!
After that, her folks took the little one, who was not yet two, for swimming lessons, and she took to the water like a little mermaid. I’m glad she had no traumatic memories of nearly drowning in the pool
But not every pool accident has a happy ending, and now that summer is icumen in, it’s time for all of us to be reminded of pool safety, esp. where the little ones are involved.
I hope everyone has a safe and happy Memorial Day weekend.
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Good grief! What a memory. I’m so glad you were there, in the pool, and paying attention. I was totally expecting an alligator–which also could have made for a very bad ending.
LOL, Sherry, an alligator would have made a good story, but I probably wouldn’t be here to tell it!
Scary, but yay for your quick action. Not all kids would know what to do.
My folks raised me to think for myself, plus I was 12 at the time, so I wasn’t a little kid.
Wow! So thankful for the baby that you were there! I was thinking alligator as well from the title. Great memory though. So you’re a natural born heroine then, right?
I don’t know about heroine. I prefer to think that anyone would have done the same.
Wow, Linda! Pools and little ones are a scary mix. And I’m glad it wasn’t an alligator or a snake!
Me, too! I’m not fond of snakes and alligators scare the daylights out of me.
Oh, my goodness, Linda. Quick reaction, thank goodness. I’m glad your memory has a happy ending. I’d still call you a heroine. I bet the parents think you are. A good reminder about pool safety, too.
Wow, Linda, you were a hero. I hope you got proper recognition for your actions!
I never saw it as heroic, Ed. I was never in any personal danger. It was just a matter of taking quick action when needed.
That’s a scary Memory. I am glad you were in the pool
Wow – so scary, I’m glad you were there (so is the now-adult baby, I’m sure)!