On the outskirts of Elampillai, in the midst of a coconut grove among some farm houses lies a tiled 20 to 40 feet swimming pool with clean bore well water and no chlorination, separate for the knights and the dames.
Holidays and vacations bring on the kids all giggling and squealing , with plastic cans for life support( before we used to have bottle gourds dried and tied at the back for beginners)
The learners are heaved and thrown into the water , with them yelling and crying for help, they some how thrash around and reach the walls of the pool only to be thrown back again.
I have always felt that learning to swim was like getting to learn the steps to a ball room dance, than the fist and leg work of a boxer ready for a bout.
we need to feel water as a friend and with that approach, I am sure we can learn to float and swim with grace, with the strokes adding to the silent swim and the rest is "Romance with water", each with their style of wooing and dance, to last a life time of friendship.
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