i can’t swim. i took lessons but a kid threw up in the pool. my dad didn’t take me back. i learned to swim on my back and the doggy paddle. swimming on my back was relaxing. as for the doggy paddle, i believe that to be nature’s preprogrammed backup. seeings how i walked on land to get around, let’s say swimming lessons became something to be had at the beach. thrown into the deep end, i can only hope that my will to live is stronger than my swimming skills.