Autobiography

Autobiography

     Since I was little, I liked to play in the water. I loved to float and paddle on the water. My mother knew it and made me to go to the preschool that has a swimming pool. But, I was just interested in playing in the water. I got excited because I could playing in the water every day. I started to learn swimming when I was six.

     I didn't even know about any swimming skills. It was my first time of swimming class. I thought my swimming teacher is going to teach me how to swim. However, he put the children and me into the water. He didn't save us. He was just looking at me. My body goes down to the water and I was kicking my legs to try to come out of water. Water came into my nose. I came out of water and I could breath. The I came down into water again. I thought I was dying. I had the swimming class three times a week.
     The swimming teacher never let me grab the side or the rope that cross the pool. I didn't understand why he didn't save me and why do I have to keep doing this. I just wanted him to teach me how to swim. I had patience with that because I still loved to play in the water. I kept try to swim and float myself even though I don't know how to swim.
     A month later, I learned how to swim and float myself without helping. Probably he wanted me to learn how to swim my self. Then the teacher taught me how to swim easy and well. After that practicing, I could learn submergence, freestyle, backstroke, breaststroke, and the butterfly. It was twelve. And that's why I like to swim until now.