Learning new things can be a scary experience. One of the most challenging things I've ever had to learn as a child was how to swim. I've always loved being in the water, but I was afraid of going further than the steps to get into the water. When the opportunity came about to take swimming classes, I was so thrilled to learn but also a little afraid. I couldn't wait for the end of the school year to be able to learn how to swim during the summer. What was in store for me? I had no idea, but I was anxious. .
In new situations I always get nervous, and my first day in swimming class was no different. I was so nervous that I didn't want to get out of the car. My mother had to convince me that I could do anything I put my mind to. I got out of the car after what felt like hours of me saying I didn't want to take the class anymore. Standing in the door of the locker room was a Caucasian woman with gray hair, glasses, and a very mean look on her face. As my mom walked my sister and me to the door, I could feel my nerves taking over my body. My hands were shaking uncontrollably and my grip on my mother's clothing became tighter. I thought, "How could she leave me with this mean old lady." The woman introduced herself to us as Mrs. Naron. I then realized she was the sixth grade teacher at the school that I attended. My nerves calmed a little knowing that it was some one that I knew. Mrs. Naron could tell that I was overcome with nerves. She kneeled down and told me that we would get through this experience together. She then took our hand and walked us into the cold locker room where two other young girls were waiting. The girls were both dressed as if they were pros at swimming. They both wore swimming caps, the fins on their feet to flow through the water with ease, and goggles so that they could see clearly. My sister and I had on water wings to keep us afloat and goggles to keep the water out of our eyes.
