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i used to have a metal sided above ground pool, i also had a window mounted air conditioner. a couple of frogs lived under my air conditioner and sometimes i would take them out and put them in the pool to swim with me. when they were under water i could see slime coming off them and i thought it was sperm. i was terrified i'd have frog babies all summer.
I used to think that a carpool was one of those bug, long limosine's with a pool all the way in the back.
I have always been afraid to swim in a dark pool. I have always believed that they keep sharks in the cage (drain) that they let out at night to protect the pool. I am 30 years old now, and I still won't swim in dark water!! lol!
I would not swim near a pool drain. If I did a shark would burst through the drain and eat me. Didn't matter if it was a big drain with a grate over it or a tub sized drain.
When my friend was seven she was involved in the Swim Team. While at a meet, she got tired and had to stand up in the pool for a second, which resulted in a disqualification. When they told her she was "DQ'd", she thought it meant she got a free ice cream at Dairy Queen. Thw whole drive home, she looked out for Dairy Queen signs so she could go get her free ice cream.
When I was little, vans all had those metal ladders on the back and a luggage rack, with metal railings, on top. I believed there was a swimming pool on top of the van. A swimming pool was the only place I'd seen ladders or railings quite like that. (Plus, I was obsessed with pools in the first place.) I remember staring very hard at vans in front of us, hoping to see a little water sloshing out.
My mother tried to tell me the truth, but I didn't want to believe it. I wanted to ask some van owner to let me climb up and at least see if there was a pool up there, but it never happened.
when we were little and at a swimming party, my friend and i thought it would be cool to take our trikes into the pool and go for an underwater cruise, disregarding the importance of breathing and water resistance. Nevertheless, it seemed like a pretty good idea. My friend started to go in first. Although he fought fiercely to keep hold onto his trike and onto his mission,his mom grabbed him just as he was about to sink under,and the tricycle rolled down to the deep end.
To prevent me from falling in the pool while i tried ot pick a stick out of the water, my grandmother told me that the weren;t just sticks, but alot of them were buggs and could bite me. Mind you i have never seen an actual stick bug anywhere near where i live to this day, but i still pick sticks out of the pool very delicately even now.
In 2nd grade, I started wearing glasses but, of course, I could not wear them when I went swimming. For well over a decade I thought it was blurry whenever ANYONE (with good eyesight or not) opened their eyes underwater. I believed that the pressure of the water directly on one's eyeballs caused the blurriness.
When I was 5, I got a birthday card that had picture riddles. One of them featured a kiddie pool on top of a car. For several years I thought a "carpool" was literally a car that had a little pool, and I wondered why no one we knew had one...
My older brothers told me if a person did a belly flop off the high dive, their stomach would split open. They said they actually saw this happen at the local pool - blood and guts floating in the water. I never got my swimming certificate that year, because I refused to jump off the high dive!
When at the beach, after eating, our mother would tell my brother and me that we could not go swimming for one hour. When we asked why (we were about five and nine at the time), we were told it was because the combination of food and water may cause cramps. When we were older (young adults) and both received scientific education, we learned that there was no scientific basis to this information/theory. Neverheless, we had to wait the necessary time period, along with our cousins, who were also often at the beach with us.
when i was little if a stayed in the paddling pool 2 long my toes would rinkle and i thought i was a prune tree
Whenever my fingers wrinkled from staying in the pool too long, I thought I was aging faster.
I used to be really afraid of swimming pool drains, and no matter how small they were I thought they were capable of sucking me in. I would never go into the deep end of the pool where the drains were, so I still can't swim very well.
When I was 5, my family and I were on vacation somewhere and we were swimming in the hotel's pool. I refused to go in the deep end of it because of the stingray that was laying in the bottom. I was sure it was going to eat me. In reality...*sigh*....it was the cover of the filter
I use to feel sorry for my bathing suit because I thought it couldn't breath while it was under water so I would get out of the pool every few minutes so it could get a breath.
I used to believe(and I still do) that when ever I was in my Grandfather's pool, if I swam over the drain, it would star a whirlpool and I would get sucked up. To this day I've never swam in the deep end of any pool.
I used to be afraid of the drains in pools and bathtubs, because I thought they would suck me down them. Whenever I took baths, I'd stay as far away from the drain as possible. I just avoided swimming altogether. It got worse when my parents told me to "stay away from the deep end," because I looked down and saw that huge drain there! I thought people were crazy for swimming at all, and I always tried to keep my parents out of the pool.
Everyone just thought that I was afraid of drowning, they kept trying to teach me to swim. I was terrified! My parents finally found out and told me that it was impossible to fit down the drain, but I wasn't convinced and refused to go into the pool, or even walk near the deep-end for fear that I'd fall in and be sucked up.
To this day I am wary of drains, and I never have learned how to swim.
When I was about 4 or 5 Iwe had these pool floats and I thought they could talk and had feelings so I gave them all names and kept them all in our pool at once and pretended I had a herd full of them.
My grandparents told me that there was this guy named Walter the Float Man that took all the floats at the end of summer and stored them in his home. he also had a daughter named Rozz. So thats where I believed all our floats would go. Yes I was a very weird child who would believe anything
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