Since the first grade, I was interested in swimming because my family and I always went to my oldest brother’s swimming contests. He usually earned a medal. Sometimes I would find myself dreaming about winning a medal and seeing all the people smiling and clapping at me with enthusiasm. My dad decided to enroll me in swimming classes after school. My teacher, Coach Meyer, a tall, good-looking, well-built taught me my first lessons. He always had a whistle and a stopwatch hanging around his neck. Coach Meyer liked to encourage his students to do better each day and never give up. As I entered the swimming pool for the first time, I saw a lot of children with their swimsuit ready to

My dream became true the moment I realized that I was going to participate in a National Competition. Receiving a shining medal was an unforgettable day.

learn. I was scared. Unlike the other kids, I was afraid because I had always a fear of drowning and nobody being able to help me. But I knew if I wanted to be like my brother, I had to overcome my fear. Since the first time I enrolled in swimming classes until fifth grade, I trained hard and always did my best.

The most exciting day of my life at last arrived. I woke up at six in the morning and ran around my neighborhood to warm up. When I came back, I ate a light breakfast and then I packed up everything I was going to use at the contest. As I step out onto the porch ready to do my best in the national swimming competition, I instantly felt a calming stillness in my body as I became conscious of where I was and what I was about to do, almost as if I in a dream, then quickly coming back down to earth again, realizing that this time it was not a dream. The day was beautiful; the sky was completely clear and blue, and the sun was bright. I could feel the humid breeze and the warm weather of a summer day. Once my family and I arrived to the YMCA center, where the contest was held, we saw a lot of people from different states. There were crowds everywhere, colorful banners hanging at the entrance of the building, and cheers. When I headed to the locker room, I saw all the swimmers I was going to compete with. Once again, anxiety overwhelmed me and I start

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