I was going under, further and further. I was losing more and more air and getting more water in my mouth. Then suddenly air, glorious air filled my lungs. I was being lifted of the water and onto the ground. Someone started giving me CPR to help me breathe. I could feel a cold hard stare piercing my eye lids waiting for me to open my eyes. I opened them.

Instead of seeing my teacher with her Ms. Know It All head, I saw 5 of her heads. She looked kind of like one of those alien dogs with 3 heads in a movie. Before I knew it, I was unconscious with a lack of air dreaming of scoring a goal in rugby. " Buzz, buzz," the sound of faint murmuring had snapped me out of my dreams. It was the teacher telling me that I had drowned of embarrassment. …show more content…
It was as bad as a nightmare, a terrorising thought. I mean why would the swim coach want me to swim in the swim carnival. The person who almost just drowned in class. Did she want to see me be so humiliated that I would never come back? Just as I was thinking all these possibilities, I heard some snickering coming from behind. I looked around wondering who it was. It was Jason and his gang. They were laughing at something on the ground behind me. My Angelina Ballerina Speedos.

It is the day of the carnival of doom. All day all the other boys have been flexing their muscles and showing off to the girls. In five minutes we are to go to the change rooms to get dressed even though our race is at 8:00pm and it is only 7:30pm. As the time to get changed draws closer more butterflies grow in my stomach. I am nervous in case Jason told the boys about my Speedos and make them think that I am a little boy. Some of the richer boys have Funkitas with diamonds encrusted on them. I don't know why the boys didn't laugh at the lunatics with valuable togs. I mean who would want diamond encrusted …show more content…
The first race for me was breastroke. My worst stroke. I ran through everything my P.E. teacher had taught me. I came back out of my thoughts knowing that the race of doom was about to start. " Take your marks, " yelled the announcer, " get set. Go!" We all dived in, everyone doing perfect dives except me. I had my legs out everywhere kicking and waving my arms before I even hit the water. That was when it happened. My seam on my togs split and fell down just as I hit the water. The togs sunk to the bottom. I went to the top. I looked up see if everyone was staring