The One Where The Pool On Holiday Reminds Me Of The Kiddie Pool on swimming day.

Thursday is swimming day! The day that instills both dread and dread (it's really just dread) in my heart. However, the antics that happen at the pool crack me up, from the wailing, to the "I could be a professional swimmer and throw myself into the big pool though I can barely walk" stunts. But those are stories for another day.

I had a week off from work(it’s called midterm :-/ not something grown-up like leave) and decided to pack up my backpack and head on down to the coast (wow, don’t I sound like the spontaneous backpacker?

In reality,

this trip had been planned for a couple of weeks and I packed my suitcase not a random satchel and compass-so I am not a  spontaneous backpacker).

Being by the pool triggered sooo many images from our swimming lessons with my class (ranging from age 1 and a half to 3 year olds) and I couldn’t help but notice how a typical holiday destination pool is so similar to a Kindergarten pool.

There is always the INNAPROPRIATE HALF NUDE PERSON. Sometimes, my kiddies don’t have their cossies packed but still really want to swim. Even if it means in the buff.

And swim they do, with their little tightey whiteys or sometimes..they just put on their birthday suits and jump into the pool (by jump I mean crawl in whilst burning on the hot ground).

By the poolside at the coast, there is also that grandpa with microscopic speedo pants, or grandpa with her loose, unstrapped bikini. And ofcourse she goes through that awkward woopsie moment where the string comes untangled and we see abit too much of grandma than necessary.

Funny thing is, she never sees anything wrong with it, so we all casually act like life is normal and we’re not experiencing a mini heart-attack within.

Then we have the HIDER. Some of the lil kiddies are petrified of the water, and only show their petrification once we've struggled to change them, inflate their armbands and splash their bodies with sunscreen.

Then they hide.

ANYWHERE.

Likewise, there is always that person who puts on their bathing suit, sunscreen and hat then peeps from the shelter of their room balcony and sneers at the pool, the sun, and the people frolicking in the pool. Next time maybe take your holiday in the mountains instead of wasting your money on sunscreen and flippers to just hide in your room.

There is always the SLEEPY HEAD. As I said in this post kids sleep anywhere, and several times I’ve had to pick up children who're fast asleep by the pools’ edge(or in the pool) and take them to the safety of dry land. The same goes for holidayers on holiday. Not just anywhere, but also, the WHOOLEE day as well.

Like, why did you leave the room in the first place?

Then there is the person with ALL THAT PROTECTION. Because kids are kids, they need their sunscreen, hats, lifejackets, armbands,  ring floaters and all that until you can barely see them.

Sometimes they’re sooo bundled up though, I feel that all the inflatable items on them will carry them away when a strong gust of wind comes by. Then there are those who, due to either religion of morbid fear of sunburn(and/or drowning) bundle up from head to toe with hats, snorkels, fins, full body suit cossies that look like they’re about to attend a black tie event.

The one who TAKES THINGS TOO SERIOUSLY. There is always that swimmer who thinks this is the Olympics, and takes every damn thing a tad too serious.

And I always have that child who thinks every swimming lesson is a chance to drown their classmate, and prove that they learnt how to kick the hardest or ‘tread the water’ the best.

Unfortunately, all other comparisons got lost due to sunburn and heatstroke.

Learn to swim folks!