Moving like a dolphin, Bruce outpaced the field in his toffee-colored swimming pants. His stylish bike was very fast, but he needed a good head start on the second leg if he were to uphold the family’s honor as the aristocrats of the triathlon. Written for Can You Tell a Story In from Ester Chilton.... Continue Reading →
An Impromptu Swimming Lesson
Sloppy Floyd State Park, Georgia I got an impromptu swimming lesson! I didn't wait for someone to retrieve my purse from the edge of the lake. The branch seemed long enough! But, when I hit the water, I quickly learned the meaning of the words: sink or swim! Fictional story for the Weekend Writing Prompt... Continue Reading →
Sometimes We Wait Too Late!
Every time I stand or sit on the beach, I regret not knowing how to swim. I wish that I had learned how to swim when I was a little girl. But, as I wrote before, my mother did not let me learn to swim, ride a bike, or skate, stating that I might get... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 