The Tryout
My mom decided I was a really good swimmer and I should be on a swim team during the year as well as the summer. That‘s why I was sitting in the car going to the Rye YMCA for a swim tryout.
“But, mom, I don’t want to go to the tryout! I’m really nervous I won’t make it on the team,” I said biting my finger nails.
“Who cares if you don’t make it on the team,” my mom said. “The important thing is if you tried.”
“Ok,” I thought to myself. “I just have to try.” So that’s what I did.
I slid out of the car seat and started walking inside with my mom. When we got inside, my mom signed me up for the tryouts and helped me put my swim cap on. My mom isn’t very sympathetic so when I whispered, “I’m really nervous!” she whispered back, “You’ll be fine!” Like it wasn’t a big deal at all!
When it was my turn, I walked in and put my goggles on. A lady told me to stand near a lane. The lady then said,
“Hi, my name is Coach Liz, and today you’re going to do two laps of each stroke. What’s your name?”
“I’m Ava,” I said quietly.
“Ok Ava,” she said. “Well, dive in!”
I didn’t have to be told twice. I did my best dive and started swimming freestyle. Freestyle is my best stroke, so I didn’t have a problem with those two laps. Backstroke I was OK with, but I was definitely slower than Freestyle. Breaststroke I’m really good at, too, so that was easy. My last two laps were Butterfly which I hate and was really bad at! But I tried my best and eventually got through it.
“Remember, Ava, this Saturday your mom will get an email if you are on the team or not,” said Coach Liz. I nodded, and got out of the pool and walked to my mom.
“How did you do?” my mom asked
“Ok, I guess, except for Butterfly!” I said, and then I walked to the locker room. I took a warm shower, got changed and went home.
I woke up early Saturday morning and raced down the stairs to the computer. I was so excited because today my mom would get and email if I made the team or not. I went onto my mom’s email and clicked the email from the team. It said, "Congratulations! Ava is on the Rye Wave Ryder’s swim team!"
I screamed, “OMG! Mom I’m on the swim team!”
I was so happy, and I learned all you have to do is try!