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How strange it felt to be the last resort from keeping a boy from drowning. To fill a volunteer requirement I chose to assist children with disabilities in learning how to swim at my local YMCA. I was surprised to be given so much immediate freedom after a five minute conversation with the supervisor, but there I was holding Mateo’s head above water. The second hour I helped Robert, who was more reserved than Mateo. I had to alter my approach as Robert was more advanced and better at following instructions. After the conclusion of the second hour, the supervisor informed me that I had taught Robert to backstroke for the first time, which shocked me. Making a difference in someone’s life, even as tiny as learning a new skill, was a liberating
Morace, Robert A. "The Swimmer: Overview." Reference Guide to Short Fiction. Ed. Noelle Watson. Detroit: St. James Press, 1994.Literature Resource Center. Web. 30 Jan. 2014.
Every summer, millions of people take advantage of rising temperatures by swimming in backyard pools. Tragically though, hundreds of youngsters fall victim to drowning each year. As such, it is crucial to communicate a clear set of rules to help avoid accidents and promote safety both in and around the water. The urgent care providers at 181st Street Urgent Care Center in New York, NY, suggest the following set of guidelines to ensure a safe and festive swim season.
Cheever, John W. “The Swimmer.” Charters, Ann. Story and Its Writer. 8th ed. Boston: Bedford/St. Martin’s, 2011. Print.
Forty hands shot up pointing towards the bottom of the old twisty slide following the long dreadful whistle no one ever wants to hear. Two other lifeguards and I jumped up off the shaded break bench and rushed towards the scene with the heavy backboard and AED bag in hand. The routine save played like a movie through my head as I arrived. I stopped. I knew from there on out this wasn't going to be emotionally an easy save. It wasn't a child who swallowed too much water or an adult who got nervous because they forgot how to swim, it was a fellow lifeguard, a friend.
Ever since I was a young student, teachers knew that I was not a normal kid. These teachers saw qualities in me that they could not see in many students at that age level. They saw a child who had a profound love to know more and had the ambition of a decorated Olympic swimmer to learn not just the material that was being taught but why it is being taught and how I can I use this information to make people’s lives better. Fast-forward to today, and you can clearly see that not much has changed except my determination to learn and my love to help others has done nothing but expanded.
The demographic sheet read that the boy was only twelve years old. My heart sank remembering the doctor saying “even if we get a heartbeat he will be completely brain dead after being trapped under water for so long”. As I was printing his name bracelet an older gentleman and two boys arrived at my desk. I knew immediately by the look on their faces that they were family of the boy. The chaplain had already arrived, so I called him to escort the three to the chapel to receive
There were less than twenty-five people in the water, so I was guarding by myself while the other lifeguards took a break. I took note of a woman who was in the water with three children under the age of ten years old. The children looked to be average swimmers for their age, but the mediocre supervision of their guardian concerned me. Ten minutes into my shift, I heard a scream for help from the deep end of the pool. As I turned around, I saw a young girl flailing her arms and struggling to keep her head above the water. It was one of the children that I had been keeping an eye on. I immediately jumped towards her and landed behind her, much to my own surprise. She was at least five metres away from me, but the apparent rush of adrenaline allowed me to jump right to her. I grabbed her around her waist and sat her on my hip in the standard lifeguard carry. I made my way to the side of the pool deck where my supervisor was waiting to help me reassure the child and report the
Current-Garcia, Eugene. "The Swimmer: Overview." Reference Guide to American Literature. Ed. Jim Kamp. 3rd ed. Detroit: St. James Press, 1994. Literature Resource Center. Web. 24 July 2014.
While working as a healer, I began picking up on the causes of my client's illness or injuries. I would know things that the client hadn't told me, And often times they themselves hadn't even considered. Once the information had been discussed with the client, the pain from the trauma would go completely away.
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I never thought I would make it this far. Going into high school I remember thinking to myself that this would it be it, post secondary was never in the picture. December 2011, the consequences of a car accident had changed my perspective of everything around me, it was not until soon after that I’ve recognized the value of education. Despite so, the symptoms of a brain injury had held me back, as my emotions also stood in the way. Every day I had thought of giving up, I had failed at doing the simplest tasks. Struggling to adapt to new habits and taking on different approaches, the hardest part was managing chronic headaches. Later I realized how much I took for granted in the past and was determined to prove myself wrong; I will succeed.
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My memorable drowning incident will always be an experience I will never forget. From this experience I also learned to never give up on the things I want to do. I remember how Joan was there to help me on swimming in deep water. I may have been fourteen years old, but I decided to overcome the barriers of deep water. In addition, I believed in myself that I could master my swimming skills. I often visited the swimming pool and developed my skills with different styles: butterfly, dog and frog. Great wonder, joyfulness and excitement replaced my deep-water