Suddenly I’ve lost faith in the pool safety at Kilbirnie.
“They should be fine in the little pool,” she says to me as she leaves. “There’s two lifeguards keeping an eye on things.” So I’m about to wander over to the big pool with the eldest…
Next minute this little kid gets kicked accidentally, and crawls out of the pool with blood pouring down his face and arms. He runs past the two lifeguards, who are so deep in conversation with each other that they don’t notice, and reaches his mother, sobbing hysterically. She bundles him up, and carries him past the lifeguards, who still don’t notice. She grabs some hand towels from the changing room, and mops up most of the blood. Turns out it’s just his nose that’s bleeding, but there’s blood everywhere. His mum takes him back to where she was sitting, and finally one of the lifeguards notices. She shouts something into her walkie-talkie and runs off to get some more paper towels. Then the two lifeguards spend about ten minutes cleaning up the trail of blood the length of the poolside, meanwhile they’re too busy to notice any kids who happen to be drowning...
I instantly grew eyes in the back of my head and the ability to identify 6 year old boys on the other side of the pool with their backs turned…
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Want to know the best way to get wet without actually getting into the pool? For rapid saturation I recommend practising waterpolo passes with 7 to 9 year olds.
I miss waterpolo. Anyone want to start up a social team? Of course then we’d have to find another team to play. Guess we could just play five on five. Why isn’t it easy? Like getting together and kicking a soccer ball around. And no one I know has even played before. *Sigh.*
Posted by Fionnaigh at July 30, 2003 10:26 PMI've never played, but it always looked fun - I'd like to have a go!
Posted by: Hayley at July 31, 2003 02:15 AM