Fiction · Level 2 · 161 words
Eleven Seconds Of Floating
Original passage © Studio AM, written for Fluency.
Ndidi signed up for swimming lessons at forty-one. She was the oldest person in the pool by twenty years, and she knew it.
The first lesson was not about swimming. The teacher, a calm woman named Roos, asked her to lie back in the shallow water and do nothing. Ndidi could not do nothing. Her legs dropped. Her shoulders tightened. Water went up her nose, and she stood again, coughing. "You are trying to hold yourself up," Roos said. "The water already does that. Your job is to stop helping."
It took five weeks. Then, one Tuesday evening, Ndidi lay back, opened her arms, and felt the water take her weight. She stayed there for eleven seconds. She counted them.
She still cannot swim far. Her stroke is slow and her breathing is loud. But she remembers those eleven seconds whenever a hard problem makes her tighten up. Some things do not need more effort, she thinks. Some things need less.
Source: Written for Fluency. Original passage © Studio AM, written for Fluency.