Being an international student, there are many things that have happened in my life that have been funny, surprising, sad and happy. Coming to America, I have experienced all of those emotions that I have just mentioned. I have experienced all of those sentiments all through my life. There are even times when I experience all of those emotions in one week back to back after each other. However, this essay will talk about having a scary experience.
As a child, there are so many experiences that I have had until I could not even count them all. Actually, if I had a dollar for all of the scary experiences that I have had, I would be rich. With that said, for my experience, learning something new can be an experience that is scary at least it was for me. When I was living in my own country, one of the hardest things that I really had to do had to learn how to swim. Ever since I was about five years old, I had always been terrified of the water; nonetheless I made my mind up and decided that swimming was something that did look exciting and a good skill that I would need to know how to do. My parents kept pushing me to do it and I also thought it would maybe turn out to be good exercise and then again sort of give me some help. I thought that it would really me to become physically stronger like the cartoon Popeye. Of course at the time, one of the things that t I didn't understand was that learning to swim could perhaps also make me a more person that felt more secure person.
When new situations come up, they all seem to make situations that area new much more nervous, and my very first swimming lesson had not been any exclusion. After I put into my swimming clothes in the room that was full of lockers, I stood right there shaking and being timid. I just stood right there next to the side of the pool waiting for the swimming coach and other kids to come to the session. When a couple of minutes were over, the swim coach suddenly came over. She had the biggest beam on the face that I have ever seen on a person and then introduced her, while four more students came and set beside us. Even though they were nowhere near my age but in fact older than me, neither one of them appeared to be uncomfortable about not understanding how to swim. I started to get this sense of much more ease.
Everyone then got into the pool, and the swim coach had us put on luminously tinted water wings in order to aid us stay awash. Then one of the other students, talked about how they had previously taken the beginning class sometime way back before, at that time she grabbed hold of kickboard and started making the biggest that anyone had ever seen but she did it all by herself. The other student, named Frank, and I were spoken to about holding on to the side of the pool and then were coached on how we were supposed to kick in order to get the breaststroke going. One after the other, the swimming coach was able to somehow keep a hold on to a kickboard whereas the girl pulled it all through the water and the we all started kicking. Then within seconds, soon Mathew was off into the pool doing everything by him without any help moving fast all the way to the end of the pool.
Now things were not turning out to be so easy for me at the beginning, but the teacher really turned out to be a person that was really kind patient. When a couple of weeks had been over, it appeared as though I was able to start catching on with my legs. Eventually, my coach was able to teach me the arm strokes. At that time, I had two things to worry about which were getting my legs and my arms together. I was starting to feel as if there was no hope and that I was just clumsy. More readily than I could believe, on the other hand, things start feeling "right" and I was capable of being able to do my swimming! It turned out to be something that really felt so wonderful and at the same time very free feeling – almost like being able to fly in the sky like a bird, possibly - to be able to dart all the way across the swimming water.
Being able to know how to swim across the pool had not been an easy job for me, nonetheless in the end my perseverance really paid off. When I look back at the time of my life where I had so much fear, I see now that I was actually able to conquer it in some ways. Not only did I learn how to go swimming and to overcome my terror of the water, on the other hand I likewise learned something about being able to follow important instructions. Had I not learned how to do that, I would have been frightened by the water until this very day of writing this paper. This really helped me to become very comfortable with a situation that was actually starting to scare the daylight out of me. Now when I am confronted with an other daring circumstances I do not really feel so anxious. Of course in the beginning I am going to feel some kind of uncomfortable feeling to start with, nonetheless I recognize that as I continue to practice after being put in that condition and as my abilities start getting better and better, I then start feeling a lot more contented. It is a delightful, this is free feeling that makes you feel liberated after you start attaining a objective that has been put on the agenda to overcome.
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