A water lily in a pond, found by Charlotte during her swimming lessons.

Swimming Lessons

“Wake up, sweetie,” whispered Charlotte’s father, nudging her shoulder. “You have swimming lessons today.” “Okay, Dad,” said Charlotte between yawns. “I’m awake.” Charlotte rolled over one last time before sitting up. She leapt out of bed, put on her swimmers and looked out the window. Sparkling water lapped against the window sill. It stretched out to the horizon. Far out in the water, on the edge of a rectangular swimming pool, sat Charlotte’s swimming teacher, Denise. “I’ll see you at the pool, Dad,” yelled Charlotte, opening the window and splashing into the water. She swam better than she’d ever swam before until reaching the rectangular pool. “Hello, Charlotte,” said teacher Denise. “What are you doing here?” “I’m waiting for my dad,” replied Charlotte. “I have swimming lessons today.” “Well then,” cried teacher Denise. “There’s no time to lose.” She tossed a dive stick into the centre of the pool. “Bring me that dive stick,” she said sternly. Charlotte took a deep […]

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