I am three or four years old, max
and we rented a small cabin on a lake. I think we are in Missouri but I can’t
be sure. We never traveled much after my early childhood years, especially
after my baby brother was born. That’s probably another reason why I can
remember it. It was sunny. The kind of summer time-stick-to-your skin
hot. The humidity clung onto my skin and made my red hair frizz out more than
normal. I had on my little blue canvas sneakers and my white and red
floral applique bathing suit. I loved that thing. I also wore what would
be the near death of me, a plastic inner tube around my waist. I felt
like a big girl.
Our cabin sat right on a little
wooden dock. I was so proud to be able to walk right up to the lake and
jump in all by myself.
I don’t remember if my parents were
in the water or if the front door to the cabin was open where they kept an ear
from inside. Maybe I simply walked out on my own but that part is hard to
recall. I was in my little baby inner tube, kicking and floating about
happily. The cool water felt good and I was having a ball. All was well, or so
I thought.
I don’t know how it happened but it
happened. All of sudden water rushed deep into my nose and throat. My
little legs now upright, sticking out in the air were thrashing about. I
tried calling for help but that made it worse. I couldn’t breathe and I
couldn’t turn right side up. I’m completely upside down stuck and drowning in that damn
inner tube. I tried paddling and pushing the water away with my tiny
hands in hopes to get back up for much needed air. No use. The inner tube held
me prisoner. Head under water and panic rushed in.
That’s when someone grabbed hold of
my legs and pulled me right up. I couldn’t yet see, but I heard him. He
was yelling and calling out for help. After the coughing and simultaneous
crying stopped, he came into focus: Dad. My hero.
Dad pulled me out and saved me from
the grips of that stupid F&^-ing inner tube.
Awesome! I love reading your stories. You write from the heart, so refreshing and fun to read.
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ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting story to read. It's easy to visualize what you wrote. The warm weather, the cold water, the bathing suit and the tool who gave you freedom and almost took your life away. The uniqueness of the trip. For a while I was there with you feeling the same emotions! I was rescued with you and I felt relieved as well. Your dad is my hero too!!!
ReplyDeleteAw. That makes me so happy. He's going to love that
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