I don't remember learning how to swim. I do remember being about six years old and being plucked out of the group of fellow 5 and 6 year olds at our daily practice. Coach Ted wanted me to demonstrate one lap of butterfly.
Me??? I don't remember doing that lap in the pool, or what the other kids' reactions were. But I do remember being very proud of being asked to demonstrate. Obviously I had teachers and coaches that helped me learn the butterfly stroke. I'm sure hours were spent while I flailed and splashed through the water in efforts to learn how to "legally" swim down the length of a pool.
Swimming is a skill I think most parents want their kids to learn at a young age if for no other reason than to be safe when near any body of water. However, competitive swimming is a whole other ball game. Freestyle, Backstroke, Breaststroke and the often dreaded Butterfly are the four technical strokes in swimming. You learn them as if you would a pirouette in ballet, a back handspring in gymnastics or how to swing a bat and make contact with the ball in baseball. Yet when you swim, your body is floating through the body of water, gravity is defied and all you hear when your head is submerged is the swishing of water past you. In learning the strokes, you must manipulate the water around you, using the force to propel you down the pool, moving your arms and legs, which feel much lighter under the water, with deliberate strength and force.
I started teaching swim lessons several weeks ago to beginner swimmers. I suit up twice a week, get in the three foot deep pool with my swim students and try to teach them the basic swim strokes. Most of the kids I teach are about 5-7 years old. They are eager, full of energy and once they are used to the water and submerging underneath it, generally fearless on all counts. Their enthusiasm for learning aside, teaching swimming is one of the more challenging things I've tried to do. I suppose like any other skill or sport it takes repetition, practice and instruction. Just yesterday, I was explaining breaststroke to the two five year old girls that were in my lesson.
First, I tried to explain how to move your feet,
"Who knows what a frogs feet looks like?" I ask and they raise their hands excitedly. "Your feet go up at the same time, out to the side and then swooosh together in a glide." I demonstrate myself in the three foot pool. "Did you see what I did?"
"Yeah," one of them replies. "But your feet sank!?"
I blink a few times, smile and then tell them their feet should not sink. I'm too big for this three foot pool...
Okay, now it's time to try, I tell them. Off they go. Feet kick wildly, every third to fifth time the up, out, together motion is achieved. They cling to the kickboards willing the foam pieces to propel them forward. Maybe it will be better when we add the arms...
"You scoop your arms like you're grabbing your favorite treat, take a bite and then push it out to share with your friends!" I try valiantly to explain in a way they understand.
They copy my motions and I think yes, they get it. Okay, time to try it altogether. Off they go again this time flailing, scooping, arms by their side, pushing the water trying to do anything they can not to sink to the bottom. The feet look pretty good, but the hands are a disaster, at one point I pull each of them up and say "Don't forget to breathe!" Not sure how far those little lungs can hold the air with all that wiggling about underwater.
Our time together is only thirty minutes, just long enough to cover three of the strokes and I'm thankful we didn't have to try butterfly yet. We play a quick game of sharks and minnow and I chase them down the pool pretending they are too fast for me to catch.
The lesson is over, they are smiling.
Thats good at least. I'm optimistic that they'll eventually get the breaststroke, that I'm at least teaching them something... I don't remember how I learned to swim, but I'd like to think I was just as fearless, willing to try (between a few tantrums I'm sure...), and at least liked it somewhat. Maybe these kids will teach swimming 20 + years down the road, maybe not. They probably wont remember how they learned to swim. In the meantime, I'll try to teach them to swim in the three foot pool and we'll all try not to sink together.