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Looking For The Right Fit

Looking For The Right Fit

 

Once upon a time, there was a fish who lived in the river with his Mom, Dad, and little Sister. They were a happy little family. Mom took care of the children while Dad swam off to work. Everything appeared to be going well until it was time for brother fish to go to school. Brother fish was a mother’s boy and he did not want to leave home and go to school. He could not deny he was the right age for school.  Neither could he deny the fish courts had zoned him for that school. Reluctantly he went to school.

A couple of months went by and brother fish complained to his parents he didn’t like school. His mother in a very delicate voice asked brother what was wrong with the school. Brother fish replied I don’t fit in. The teacher and all of my classmates look different. Brother could not deny they served good food for lunch. They played most of the same games he played at recess and they took lots of good field trips. Dad asked: Son, what is there not to like? Mother said: Ah, Dad, I’ll go ask his teacher what is wrong.

The very next day Mother got very busy doing things mother fish do. Near the end of the day, mother fish realized she had not done what she told brother fish she would do. Mother fish picked up the fish telephone and called the central office. Mother fish had not told brother fish but she was not happy with the school either.  The Big Fish in charge said he had gone by the school and discovered some of the same problèms himself. He advised mother fish to change schools. Mother fish asked: Can  I do that?  The courts ordered Brother to attend this school. Big fish said: Don’t worry, I’ll let the other school know he is coming. I will work everything out with the courts. Take brother out immediately. Don’t let that school damage his self-esteem. Mother said: Yes Sir, I will.

The very next day, brother was taken out of his old school and placed in another school. From that day on, Mother heard no complaints from Brother. Dad said I’m going to the new school and discover for myself what is so good about the new school. Dad went and came home with good news for Mother. Dad discovered they were all goldfish like the family. Next year when little sister gets ready for school, she will go to the goldfish school.  He was in a school of Cods. Now he is in a school of goldfish.

A Haunting Summer

A Haunting Summer

The Red Cross printed an ad in the Birmingham News on my thirty fifth birthdate. It asked for any adult who wanted to learn to swim to come to the Eastlake Park Swimming Pool. I did not answer the ad the first day. I talked it over with my husband and we decided it would be a good experience for me. I went to the swimming pool everyday with my boys anyway. They loved the swimming pool.
The second day of the lesson, I went to Eastlake Park. I was late getting there and the class had already started. The teacher asked us to float to him on our backs. I assume this was something they all had to do so I did it also. Afterward we took a break. One of the gentlemen in the group asked me how long I had taken swimming lessons. I told him that was my first day. He said he realized that was my first day that year but how many years had I taken lessons. I informed him that was my first time ever. He notified me he was quitting lessons. This was his third year learning to swim. It had taken him three years to get where I got without thinking. The next lesson he did not come back. Later I learn women have a natural bouncy that gives us a natural propensity for swimming.
That year I also learned to dive. A part of the Red Cross Swimming Lesson was diving. Before the Red Cross would give you a certificate, you had to dive from the highest diving board. I practice diving as often as I could. One day as I practiced diving,  I came up surrounded by Navy Seals. They told me not to fear. They were Naval Seals. They were there perfecting their skills. I had caught their attention because I dove off the high diving board. The reason they surrounded me, they were afraid I was coming up too slow.
One day, I was on my way to the swimming pool. For some reason, there was an urgency to go see my husband’s aunt. I said to myself, the boys and I will go see her after our lessons. This particular summer it had been extremely hot in the city of Birmingham, Alabama. On the radio in the car, we were urged to see about any elderly kin people we had. When I got to the swimming pool, I called my husband and asked him had he checked on Aunt Melinda. He told me he was busy. He would check on her later. On several occasions she had indicated she had something in her will she wanted to leave me. I told her no. If she had anything she should give it to a relative. She asked me if I were she, who I would give it to. I told her to give it to one of her nieces or her nephew.
When I arrived at her house, the boys and I walked right in. The door was open and she was not conscience sitting in a chair struggling to breath. First, I called 911 then I called her sister who lived out in a part of Birmingham called East ku doo Ensuing the evidence of what I saw, I grabbed a towel and wetted it in a panic attemping to bring her around. I could not give her anything to drink because her tongue was swollen too large for her to swallow.  Her sister got there about the same time as the TV Stations.  Evidently 911 called the television stations. I’m not sure sure who did. We made the evening news. Her death apparently was good for rating. That summer there were many deaths across the southern parts of the U.S.
I got through that summer one day at a time. All of us go through things. Each day we are blessed to say or write something to help someone. We all have difficult decisions to make. I’m sure if Richard was alive, he would have decided to call his Aunt earlier. I’m sure if I had known some of the things I know today, I would make different decisions.