Personal Narrative Essay About Swimming

Away for the summer, and swimming every day. During the summer of my sophomore year I went to the warm and humid Baltimore City. This summer I spent a great deal learning about myself and the world around me. For starters, I spent it with my Aunt Amy and Uncle Joe, and pretty much spent no time with my own inclosed family (excluding my sister who was there). I spent it without the support of my own close family members, and during this time I learned to become semi-self dependent. Throughout the experience I made choices, and these minor or major choices I made, I delegated to make on my own with little guidance from my Aunt and Uncle. I spent the time there making decisions with little help, and in turn, this helped shape who I am presently.

Personally, I always liked water, but I could never swim in a way that allowed me to say I knew how. During my years I had never once gone to the deeper part of the pool, in any place that had one. I was too afraid, and even to this day I fear slowly falling to the bottom of some dark and cold water filled lagoon. This experience, though, helped to lessen that fear, and in some way makes me understand that my fears of drowning are only real if I let them be. From the beginning of the summer I needed try my best to understand how not to drown, for once I knew how to not drown I could learn how to swim. During the first weeks I spent them in the shallows afraid, afraid to journey further than what I considered I could reach. Eventually I decided I wanted to try and reach the other side of the pool. So I swam, and I swam all the way to the side I was afraid of. During this quick swim I wasn’t thinking about the fact the bottom of the pool was an immeasurable distance down, I was simply cognitive of the fact that I needed to make it to the other side. As I finished, I realized there was little to be afraid of, and that helped to build confidence within me. So in this experience I learned the difference between being afraid, and being a