Essay I Almost Drowned

     “The fact that I am writing to you in English already falsifies what I wanted to tell you.”(Diaz)

Happiness is a difficult feeling to define in light of the fact that I am almost often happy. Indeed, even in an unfortunate circumstance you can discover something to be happy about and that is the thing that makes it a difficult subject. Happiness is characterized as the quality or condition of being happy when somebody is fortunate or is feeling a sense of delight and satisfaction. For utilizing the definition, happiness can be taken from mostly any circumstance; it is one of the advantages of being positive. In spite of the fact that something may appear to be unpleasant, there is quite often a good side to each circumstance. For instance, a mirror fell and broke. Beyond any doubt it is unfortunate the mirror fell and broke, yet you are glad it didn't hit your foot. You are also happy that none of the shards cut you. This sort of positive way of thought can be applied to many circumstances. In spite of the fact that this "negative" happiness on the off chance that if you can be found in everyday life a much more grounded happiness can be drawn from accomplishing something you really

I woke up nauseous, too sick to eat. The whole drive there I was praying it would be cancelled. The fear consumed me; I couldn’t move. I just wanted to be home in my warm, comfy bed, instead I was diving into an ice cold pool. After warm-up my coach gave me a pep talk, but I was too nervous to listen. Sometimes I got so nervous I’d throw up, right before my event. To this day I still don’t understand why I got so anxious at swim meets. For the past several years, I have had a love hate relationship with swimming. I always struggled with swimming, and many times I wanted to quit. The time commitment and the physical requirements have always been a little too much for my mind to handle and it all comes to a crescendo when it is time to compete. I often wondered why I continued to put

Anyway, while we are on our journey we just met Kansas River before reaching Alcove Springs. So we had to buy a raft to cross the river which cost 1 dollar. Otherwise will try going around it but I’m afraid our family will get lost. So we all got to buy a raft and crossed the river safely. The water had rushed a little bit then our stuff kind of tumble over. Plus it took a while because our Oxen are

“Well, I have a tale I will gladly tell.” said the swimmer”It’s sad but, joyous! Brave but, cowardly! Now gather ‘round and listen close for this is my tale!”

As if it were an instinct, my body launched itself into the freezing cold water. I snapped my arms quickly, like my coach had told me, swimming the stroke of butterfly. However, half way through the lap, my arms drew weary and began to drag slightly.

Once I was afraid of bodies of water since I did not know how to swim, now I am in love with any activity that has to do with water. I was raised in the Dominican Republic, a caribbean island, where it is customary to throw one’s child in the deep end of a pool so that their natural instinct of swimming is awakened. I was not the case. My mother pushed me to the water and amazingly enough I did not panic. Instead of panicking, I accepted my fate and sunk down. After about 30 seconds in my cousin dove in a took me out. Once out of the water, I began to panic. Consequently, I began crying, shaking and screaming at my mother for throwing me into the pool. Shortly after that my mother placed me in swimming classes and everything changed.

Point 1 – I will introduce the reader to knowledge about swimming and how it will help build confidence.

My friend tyler invited me to go swimming with him. When I got there right when I stepped in the paying section I could smell the chlorine. And saw the steam and I could feel the heat. Last summer I was too stubborn to take the swim test. My brothers have been bothering me to take the swim test. But one day I was going to take the test. I was nervous but when I was taking the test I passed and I realized it wasn't bad and I was proud of myself. Compare to river

Watching the water glistening and shining was always so peaceful. Your arms rested upon an old wooden railing, which creaked with every movement. You leaned forward to watch a fish leap out of the water, flying into the air for a moment, before returning to the lake. As you heard the loud creaking of the railing, you tried to lean back, but before you knew it you’d lost your footing and felt yourself plunged into the lake’s depths, a scream escaping your lips before water surrounded you.

Drowning. Over and over and over again. Every time I died they would bring me back. Every time I came back I was less myself. I was terrified. Not for myself but for my country. Not for myself but for my family. Attacks on my soil day and night and my family could be next. They want what I have. My information. But I won’t crack. Under these bring lights day and night. A cloth is draped over my face again. Water gushes into my mouth as I struggle for breath filling my lungs choking the breath from my body. I can’t breathe. I can’t sleep. They don’t allow me to eat. They try to twist and break my body with poisons and malnourishment. They tell me no one is coming for me. Good. We don’t negotiate with terrorists.

It was a cold October day. The closer I came to the fogged up windows, the faster my heart would beat making my breath quicken. I step into the locker room to prepare for the pool. As soon as I step out the humidity hit me. I’ve been scoping out the competition for a few hours now and they are good. I say to my friend” I sure hope that I don’t have to race against them” . Then my name gets called and what do you know I have to go against a state winner and 6 more excellent swimmers. Suddenly my number gets called.”Swimmer's step up!”.My heart racing. Adrenalin pumping. Me trying to calm down so I can actually go. “ Swimmers ready?”...The whistle blows.

Experiences form “Powerful and important memories that I wouldn't trade for anything in the world” (Gilovich 2). Happiness can come and go but in that moment of joy, you feel infinite and amazing which is why memories and experiences are so important, because we look back at them and smile at ourselves wishing we could go back in time to that specific moment, That is the great thing about happiness, you can eventually make new memories and have new experiences that make you happy or even happier in the near future.

Happiness can come in a wide variety of things. Different things make different people happy. Seeing a cute dog can make me happy for a moment. Do we long to be happy one day at a time or are we longing to know we will never be sad? Assume every person on the planet has had their happy moments, there is always a deterrent. Always the next moment that can be taken in any direction and if you have experienced emotions then it is known. People may long to be happy but. I think no one can ever be one hundred percent happy for their whole life, but I think people can be content. There will always be moments that are not happy moments but there will always be another moment that can bring joy. I believe you can be happy with your life, even with those moments of other emotion. One of the main things that I want in life is happiness. What can make me happy are many different things. I long for happiness, and in that longing many things that have the

This made my body less buoyant and my speed somewhat slow. There were two sixteen year old girls in the lanes on either side of me who swam with the agility of dolphins. These girls and everyone else beat me to the finish, which did not help my nineteen-year-old ego. I wanted to crawl away and hide but was determined not to let myself be outdone.