Pool Descriptive Paragraph

I opened my eyes at the bottom of the deep end and saw water swirling around me. “How in the world will I ever reach the top?” I thought. I repeated Emily’s words in my head, “You can do this, Clover, You can do this Clover, You can do this, Clover!” I did what years of swim teaching at Daland had taught me. I pushed the bottom of my feet against the bottom of the water.

I dove through the cold currents, feeling my hands create an opening through the water. I closed my aching eyes and let the water submerge me, pulling me in. The sun cast shadows on the floor of the pool, shifting every now and then. I could feel the warmth of the sun as I swam further. I sighed, deeply content.

Once I was afraid of bodies of water since I did not know how to swim, now I am in love with any activity that has to do with water. I was raised in the Dominican Republic, a caribbean island, where it is customary to throw one’s child in the deep end of a pool so that their natural instinct of swimming is awakened. I was not the case. My mother pushed me to the water and amazingly enough I did not panic. Instead of panicking, I accepted my fate and sunk down. After about 30 seconds in my cousin dove in a took me out. Once out of the water, I began to panic. Consequently, I began crying, shaking and screaming at my mother for throwing me into the pool. Shortly after that my mother placed me in swimming classes and everything changed.

I am sitting on an inflatable tube in the middle of Lake Michigan. I’m not sure how I got here. Suddenly, I hear “Lean back!”; I’m not sure why, but I just lean back. I’m so scared, I don’t know what is happening. I see a big white boat with blue dual canvas start to go fast, and I feel a jerk. I don’t know what’s happening! Is the tube sinking? Am I going to drown? What is happening? The boat is now going fast, and I’m told I can sit up now. I am kneeling on the tube for five seconds, and I say “OH MY GOSH! This is so fun!!!”. I can’t believe that I have never done this before. I was being pulled so fast that the wind dried my face from the splashing fishy water. There is a wave and my knees fly almost a foot off of the tube! This is the

My head raced as adrenaline rushed through my veins, I could feel fear. As I forced myself to jump, my feet lifted off the ground and the rocks from under me disappeared from under my feet and it seemed as if splash… My frail kind of chubby body hit the water and sent ripples through the water, as my head was swallowed whole by the water. My feet hit the slimy ground as it seemed to wrap around my feet attempting to trap me underwater . Franticly I kicked until I could breath again. I surfaced as my brother floated on the water “you're still a pussy”, he said in the bickering way brothers

Aubrey, thank you for your post. I have also grown up being called a "water baby". I started swimming at a very young age and have loved it all my life. We use to have an in ground pool at our house and I would swim for exercise and play with my children in the pool. We had a winding slide and we use to make up games that somehow involved going down the slide and diving into the water to find hidden objects someone else had placed in the pool. Then we sold our house and I really miss our pool now.

I listened and did as he said. I pushed forward and started my way down the steep slide. The force of the water carried me forward at a fast speed and I was thrown down the slide. I opened my eyes and saw that I was no longer touching the slide, but flying above it. The wave of water had thrown me so fast that I was in the air over the slide. I closed my eyes in fear and I hit the slide with a bang! I slid right into the pool with a big SPLASH. Half a second later I was submerged in the blue liquid terrified, wondering if I was hurt. I sank to the bottom, then shot up off of the ground with my feet pushing towards the air above. I wasn't the best swimmer, but I made my best effort to swim to the side of the pool and to safety, I looked around for my Mom, as I looked around I noticed the lifeguard watching me just in case. I made it to the side and pulled myself out of the pool. My mom asked me if I was okay. I told her I was fine and we continued through the day and eventually

The water splashed as I entered the freezing pool of water. I swam to the other end, flipped underwater, and pushed off the wall. The flow of the water against my skin felt as if I was breaking through a bubble of air. The movement of my arms and legs led me all the way to the wall at the other end. This was my passion. It was what I loved to do at the time. Previously, I was on a club swim team, all the way up until school season. I was anxious all day waiting to get back into that pool.

I think the speaker sank to the bottom instead of swimming to the top because he was overwhelmed with life. He didn’t want to do anything with life anymore. The speaker had no motivation to live, he felt empty inside with no reason. By the speaker having no determination to over come with his issues he didn’t have even energy to swim up to save himself.

They must’ve followed me here. I can’t let Nick hurt them too. I start walking in the direction of the yelling until I come out of the trees. He sees me now. I yell for him to leave her alone and it does the trick. He throws Molly off to the side and starts coming after me. I run in the opposite direction but he catches up to me, or maybe I let him. He pushes me around, throwing punches and knocking me to the ground. I am surrounded by NIck and his friends. He picks up a stick and swings it at my head. I duck and push against Gordon. He goes over the edge and a loud crack and then a splash is heard. He must have hit the platform and fell into the water. This angers Nick even more and he smashes the branch against the back of my head. For a moment everything goes black and then I am on the ground. I try to get up but Nick shoves me. I lose my balance for a moment but get back up, grabbing a rock in the process. I take the rock in my hand and smash it against Matt's head. The sound was deafening. He let out a shriek as it cracked his skull and he hit the ground. That was the last straw. Nick ran at me from behind. His momentum carried the both of us into the dark waters below. As soon as I hit the water I start flailing my limbs desperately trying to get away from Nick. This is bad, I can not swim. I never thought I would go out drowning. My body is getting weaker and my movements are slowing until I am no longer moving. Nick splashes behind me and is quickly getting closer. Everything goes quiet before I am pushed into the chilly water. I struggle against the hands holding me under but it is to no avail. I am so tired. I need air, I can feel my head pounding. The urge to inhale to getting harder to fight by the second. It is all going dark. I give in and inhale the dark water, Then it all

He splashed me and laughed while passing over the shallow water of the sandbar. As he jumped off reaching for the sandy bottom, he submerged into the deep water on the backside of the sandbar. Time was passing and still no sign of him, I realized he was in trouble. I yelled to shore and then dove into the depths of the murky turbulence. I made it to the bottom and swam with the current until I felt my grandfather’s body, which was tied to the bottom by the current. I grasped my grandfather with all my strength and swam perpendicular to the current. We surfaced in the calm, his face bluish and

In the consuming darkness her body began to float upwards. Her mouth was open, letting in small discreet amounts of air, trying to buy as much time as she could before she ran out. Her fragile body was suspended in an awkward posture with her torso jutted forward and her limbs moving like a clockwork doll. Amongst the relentless whipping of the undulating waves she could hear her sister’s scream. She felt herself rise upwards as she continued to flail. She had to survive. She had to somehow reach the surface of the water and survive. She didn’t want to die. Not now. She was running out of air, no longer able to fight the urge to breathe. She looked up to see the sunlight, but she saw none. Then it dawned on her. She wouldn’t make it. She let

The fascinating, open air swimming pool is located near a tremendous ocean with its beautiful view. Swimming pool is construct with the cool blue tiles that enhance the color of water in the pool. Day is not so hot due to slight breeze that touching the people faces softly. Water in the pool is blue as the sky and clean as the crystal. Cool blue Water of pool is soothing the eyes and refreshing mind and body. The place is busy and crowded with visitors. People there wanted to dive in the deep of water. Youngsters diving in the pool with eyes closed, arms outstretched feeling their heart before feeling the depth of water. Splashing of water on others seems very interesting and a great fun for children. They seems to enjoy splashing on their

The next part of the training turned out to be the toughest. We were required to dive ten feet to the bottom of the pool and retrieve a ten pound weight. Once the weight was brought to the surface we were supposed to tread water for two minutes while keeping the weight above the water line. This appeared to be simple so I dived in, expecting an easy time. I had no trouble getting the weight to the surface and proceeded to tread water with a feeling of undoubtable success. But once again my anti-floating physical quality began to take effect. At one minute and thirty seconds I began to sink and within the next fifteen seconds my head was submerged and I was fighting for air. The water from the pool began flowing into my mouth with each desperate grasp for air; it felt as if an ocean were draining into my body. I remember hearing from under the water the instructor's muffled voice counting down the last ten seconds of the exercise. When it was all over I slowly made my way back to the pool's edge where I was informed by the two young girls that they had no difficulty

I headed out to the water after setting up my towel. The shock of the frigid water took my breath away and I was momentarily stunned. However, I quickly recovered; finding my body adjusts rapidly to the cold water. I waded a few feet into it before leaning forward and swimming out. I didn't dare to go too far though, instead turning to swim parallel to the shore. I was comforted by the sounds of the ocean; the rhythmic pounding of the waves represses all of my worries. I looked into the cloudless cerulean blue sky and see the perfection of life. Just when I was starting to get tired and wanted to go back to the shore, I saw something.