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Post by sbtbfanatic on Feb 9, 2015 9:47:23 GMT
What are your favorite memories of going to the pool?
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Post by sbtbfanatic on Feb 9, 2015 9:48:11 GMT
Mine are when I would wrestle my brother in the pool. We would always go off the diving board and try to jump on each other when the life guards weren't looking. Unfortunately this only happened a few times because the life guards eventually caught us and we had to leave.
I really remember drinking soda at the pool. There was an old machine there where you could get a can for 45 cents. Because of this I always got a soda whenever there was a pool check.
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Post by sbtbfanatic on Feb 9, 2015 9:49:34 GMT
I rarely got into a pool as a kid mostly because I never had a pool. So I would go over to a friend's place who had a pool and hang out with them. (They are twins so I usually called them the twins.) But we would swim and play in the pool in the summer and I used to have a long slip and slide when my family set it up because we used my slide from my play ground growing up. Other than that I was at a day camp at YMCA or I went swimming at summer school (It was more of a program to give kids something to do over the summer didn't learn a thing during that) But I usually was riding my bike playing baseball or playing with friends during the summer.
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Post by sbtbfanatic on Feb 9, 2015 9:50:23 GMT
I lived in a trailer up until I was 16, so I didn't really go swimming a lot. I would go to my grandparents and swim in their lake, but that's a different story. When I would go to our local park to swim. Me and friends would mostly have competitions on how far we could get in the pool underwater. As well as stand up on the mats on the larger slide. We got in trouble for that one. When my family got our own pool. I was already in High School, so it would deal with certain actions going on with random girlfriends.
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Post by sbtbfanatic on Feb 9, 2015 9:52:40 GMT
I was a huge swimmer as a kid and still love going swimming today. My babysitter had a pool in her backyard that was gated off and had a deck. My friends and I would always jump in and have little contests and games in the pool. I also learned how to do a handstand in that pool. One night when my babysitter let the kids stay overnight we had a pool party and I kept singing "Kokomo" by the Beach Boys to myself. I don't even remember why.
At the local pool during the summer my friends and I would hang out and jump off the diving boards. There was one really high one that I jumped off a few times but mostly avoided due to my fear of heights. I tried closing my eyes when I jumped off that one but it didn't help. We'd make up all sorts of jumps and have contests as to who had the best jump. I usually would do some fancy jump where I tried to touch my toes with my legs spread apart, like a cheerleader or gymnast would do, but I was never successful. But it was still fun to do.
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Post by sbtbfanatic on Feb 9, 2015 9:55:01 GMT
I loved swimming when I still was a kid - also like it today but I don't go swimming that often anymore. But we barely went to pools because there weren't any near us and rather to ponds or lakes.
When I was a teen finally a sports center opened up in a town in our neighbourhood and I could have been found there quite often during summer holidays.
During one of our vacation trips we also once had a giant pool - the main part was inside but you also had the possibility to swim to the outside through a tunnel.
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Post by sbtbfanatic on Feb 9, 2015 9:56:44 GMT
Mine is a bit sadistic. I kept telling my parents I couldn't swim, so of course, they thought it would be a great idea to teach me. My mother was pulling me along in the pool when I seized up and almost drowned (love you, survival instincts). After that, no one ever tried to teach me to swim ever again. I felt rather smug that I was right. Of course, later on my mother decided to recall my older brother had almost drowned the same way with a swim coach. He's almost 40 and he never learned because of that. I, on the other hand, became slightly suicidal when someone casually remarked that they had forgotten I couldn't swim. Later that day, I found that I could do such a thing quite well. More proof that I'm too proud
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