I'm learning freestyle, or the front crawl, at a local club's swimming pool.
I had had my first swimming classes as a kid. I was 10 or 11. I don't know. But that was it. I mean, I didn't really went back to a pool to swim. I only remember a bakery near the pool where my sister and I spent about an hour after each lesson. It was during a summer school break and my father finished work about an hour later than our swimming class - he was a high school teacher lecturing summer school classes. He was a regular of the shop so we could stay in the shop until he came to pick us up. Both of the owners, a married and kind couple, adored us and usually offered us soft ice cream. That soft ice-cream cone's taste is only thing I still remember., but nothing else. No muscle memory or any swimming techniques left.
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