Growing up at The Jersey Shore and being able to swim is a must. My mother did not swim and she had a fear of the water. So, she made sure that us kids could swim.
Well, I have memories of early June mornings, cloudy and cold, dressed in our bathing suits with towels and flip flops and getting into the car to go to………for me……… the dreaded swimming lessons. I loved to be near water. I wanted to learn to swim. But it seemed to take me several summers before I actually got the hang of it. For one thing, I was tall. I remember going with my beginning swim group into the water and lining up to do a dead-man’s float -in what was almost knee deep to me, the tallest in the class. I couldn’t do it. I was cold. I was self-conscious. I was embarrassed. I was told I was stupid after each class that I failed to learn.
Like most things in my life, when the time came to perform a certain task, I did it. Always under pressure. But I did it. For example, I took many swimming lessons but rarely swam in the water. Therefore, people thought I couldn’t swim. I was painfully shy and never defended myself. When I had to prove to a Girl Scout Leader that I could swim the width of the pool in order to go across the rope to the deeper end, I did it. Even after several girls said I couldn’t swim.
When I had to dive headfirst into a pool at summer camp in order to pass my Red Cross Intermediate Course – I did it. I didn’t even know I could dive. I haven’t made a dive headfirst into the water since.
After I got over the self consciousness of swimming, or really performing for and in front of others, I became a mermaid. At least I think so.
Days that we weren’t found on the shores of the Atlantic Ocean you could find us on a small sandy beach tucked among shade trees by a small lake (or large pond) complete with lifeguards, roped swimming areas, wooden dock out far in the water for jumping and diving off. Kepwel Park.
Kepwel Park – a drive down a dirt road behind the Eatontown Mall (at least that is how I remember it). I loved that place. It was fresh spring water to swim and play in all day with shade for us Celtic freckled – skinned people.
I just love to swim. Waves do not scare me too much. Depth doesn’t scare me unless I stop to think about it. One summer on the beach, with my then eight year old grandson, I was sunning myself and felt him hovering over my head. He gently took the hair clip out of my hair and smoothed my hair down my back, and asked, “Uma?”
Me: “Yes Avery?”
Avery: “Are you a Mermaid?”
I smile every time I think of that. Yes, in some ways I am. The small, tall child that was so shy and afraid of other’s opinions and afraid of failing is now a Mermaid. It is so hard to get me out of the water.
I don’t have pictures of the times at Kepwel Park. The brightly colored umbrellas and blankets and awnings come to mind. I have great visual memories in my head. Here is about all I could find online – the old Springhouse.
In about two weeks I will be at The Jersey Shore once again. Visiting the grandsons and son and wife and yes, the beach!
12 thoughts on “Water, Water, Everywhere – My Memories of The Jersey Shore”
Beautiful! Just beautiful!! 🙂
I learnt how to swim when I was 10 or 11 but do not swim well so I am still afraid of waters. I had near drowning experiences twice. The clip is so old school but i totally dig it, lol… come on baby let’s twist and shout! hehehe… 🙂
Haha. It is old school. And water can be very scary. Glad you didn’t drown. 😉
Hey Cate– you’re making me want to head to the beach!! (but I still have 5 more days of school to finish out!)
Almost summer Rhonda! Enjoy last week of school. 🙂
Oh, a mermaid! I never knew a mermaid, but am sure she’d look just like you! And of course mermaids have to be tall…how else could they handle such a long tail with any body left for the top half? Of course you are/were a mermaid. Very much like how you stated in your piece, “I did it,” over and over. You really did. You did it!
I could just burst into song right now. Under the sea…….
Oh, I LOVE that song! 🙂 Keep singing!
😀 I am.
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