|Maracas Bay (Panoramio.com)|
However, I do remember, Anna taking us to the West India Club or Maracas Bay (Port-of-Spain) every weekend to swim. He loved to swim and he wanted us to love it too. Weekends swimming was his dedicated time with his 4 children. We were enrolled into swimming classes. I even got a certificate stating that I was "Proficient in Free Style Swimming; Can Hold Breath Under Water" :-) We were encouraged to paddle into the sea and use the waves to propel us to shore, all the while, thrashing our arms and legs to keep us afloat.
When we asked Anna how he learned to swim, this is the story he told us.
|(c) Phil Shaw; From coolstuffdirectory.com|
As children, we believed this story till we were nearly teenagers. And we each kept the truth of this tale from our younger siblings and cousins, so as not to destroy Anna's fun at repeating it to any child who would listen, including his grandchildren.
And now you, dear reader, join the group that know how Anna learnt to swim on Day Zero.