Personal Narrative: Teaching My Little Brother To Twim

On the day I taught my little brother to swim, was the day I wish the sun didn’t noise.
Trying to teach my little brother to swim was somewhat of a meager success, but the experience was mutilated with small disasters. Teached my brother to swim were a learning and teaching experience that I will never forget. On that hot, summer August day, my mothers came up with the idea that I was going to teach my little brother to swim. She must have been abducted by aliens to come up with that idea. The thought of me teaching my little brother to swim was alien enough to me. I rolled my eyes and sighed because I do not want to teach him how to swim. After picturing this disaster in my mind, I finally decided that this could be a challenge that

That made him even more determined to swim. Before you can get in the pool, I told him, we will go over the basics about swimming. Telling him how to a stroke your arms,and putting his fingers together, so the water will not go through them was a great help.. If your fingers are tightened into a scoop then you will have more push. I also explained to him that he had to kick his feet while he swam. If he didn’t kick his feet, he would have to depend on his arms, and they will surely give out quick. The last thing I told him before he got in was that he had to breathe while he was swimming. In between stroking his arms, I explained to him, you will have to breath when your face doesn’t have water on it. This will be the key thing for you to swim. After he told me he understood all the basics about swimming, I told him to stand on the edge of the deep end of the pool. He then asked me why he had to stand there. As he was saying those words I quickly shoved him in. That was the tricky move that I had up my sleeve. I know it could have been dangerous, but I had lifeguard lessons just in case I needed them. At first he flailed his arms and was panicking for his life. I screamed, “ Don’t panic! Just swim! Either you swim or you drown because I am not jumping in to save you.” As I screamed these words, he suddenly started to swim to the shallow end. He was actually swimming! I knew that if I just threw him in he would eventually start to realize that he could swim all this