I WNET TO the bathing
tank of the local government college yesterday. It was fairly big, and a wide
platform ran all around it. At one end, it was rather very shallow; but, at the
other, it was quite deep. A plank of wood was fixed at the latter end. The boys
ran over it, before they could jump into the tank. Most of them were in their
bathing costumer. They were diving and swimming to their heart’s content. There
were also a few who were learning how to swim. There were helping them, and
their coach was giving them demons stations. He was also encouraging them to
cast off their shyness. I enjoyed the scene for an hour or so, and returned
home thinking that I should also try to get my father’s permission to learn how
to swim.
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