I was surfing the web for my swimming class to find a couple of articles on swimming, when I came across an anecdote that was so funny I almost died laughing:
I teach group and private swim lessons at our local Y and am constantly amazed and entertained by the comments from the kids. Last year, little Ben, 5 years old, was swimming backstroke, eyes to the ceiling, goggles bigger than his head, blonde hair falling in his face. I'm watching from the side, signaling to kick and streamline. All of a sudden he yells out "Miss Barbara!""What Ben?" I reply, still making kicking motions with my arms. And loudly comes this little voice echoing throughout the pool "I want to eat you like a strawberry!". I thought the lifeguards were going to fall out of their chairs. What could I say? "Keep kicking Ben, just keep kicking!"
I didn't use this for my class (it's not copyrighted by the way, and it's not my personal story), but it made me realize that there's got to be a lot more swimming humour out there.
(Of course I could mention the time where I smashed my head twice in one lap swimming backstroke. They moved the backstroke flags!)
I'm interested to hear more...
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This happened in 1995 when I was coaching a summer league swim team.
It was nearing the end of the season, and we were having the kids swim non-stop for 15 minutes (circle swimming, mind you). The kids had to swim back, free, or *** and were not allowed to touch the bottom of the pool. We weren't lucky enough to have real lane lines... we had ropes with small buoys on them (you know the ones that pools have to seperate the shallow and deep ends). Anyways, with about 2 minutes left to go, the other coach and I noticed that one of our older swimmers was getting tired and he switched to swimming ***. He was in lane 5 and started creeping over onto the other side of the lane... he was then swimming down the wrong side, he took another stroke... went under and then popped up in lane 4, kept creeping over... then he was in lane 3, 2, and then 1. Our mouths dropped to the floor. The swimmer touched the wall and realized that he was now in lane 1. He looked up at us and we just lost it. The best part about it is that we have it on video tape... another swimmer wanted us to tape the team doing different things that week... I always giggle when I think of that day!
This happened in 1995 when I was coaching a summer league swim team.
It was nearing the end of the season, and we were having the kids swim non-stop for 15 minutes (circle swimming, mind you). The kids had to swim back, free, or *** and were not allowed to touch the bottom of the pool. We weren't lucky enough to have real lane lines... we had ropes with small buoys on them (you know the ones that pools have to seperate the shallow and deep ends). Anyways, with about 2 minutes left to go, the other coach and I noticed that one of our older swimmers was getting tired and he switched to swimming ***. He was in lane 5 and started creeping over onto the other side of the lane... he was then swimming down the wrong side, he took another stroke... went under and then popped up in lane 4, kept creeping over... then he was in lane 3, 2, and then 1. Our mouths dropped to the floor. The swimmer touched the wall and realized that he was now in lane 1. He looked up at us and we just lost it. The best part about it is that we have it on video tape... another swimmer wanted us to tape the team doing different things that week... I always giggle when I think of that day!
