My first memory is swimming in the pool at Northwestern University with my dad. I had little water wings on; I am probably younger than one and a half years old. My dad played with me in the water. The water flowed over me as I floated and drifted with the small waves of the pool. The pure joy that came from being in the water is a feeling that I am glad has stayed with me throughout the years.
When I was younger school frustrated me, I felt as though I was not good enough. I couldn’t keep up with the class, and I had a stutter so I couldn’t speak my thoughts clearly. I was insecure all the time, except when I was in the pool. It was the only time I actually saw the improvements I was making, which resulted from the time I put in at practice.
When I was younger school frustrated me, I felt as though I was not good enough. I couldn’t keep up with the class, and I had a stutter so I couldn’t speak my thoughts clearly. I was insecure all the time, except when I was in the pool. It was the only time I actually saw the improvements I was making, which resulted from the time I put in at practice.