In article <Grant-me-that-0706101@Grant.Grant>, +Grant.
<+Grant@grant.grant> wrote:
> The Adventures of Stevie #5
>
> These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
> are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
> been true. LOL
>
> My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
> in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
> before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
> friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
> service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
> Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
> fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
> he isn't here in person. I think.
> The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
> Stevie is 10 in this story, which takes place two weeks after story #4
>
>
> The Adventures of Stevie #5 "Dogs and Paddles"
>
>
> Dear Carlos,
>
> I moved again to another Aunt and this time an Uncle. They live in a
> two bedroom apartment in a big tower near other towers in XXXXXX which
> is a city near XXXXXX. They are VERY old and don't have kids so I have
> my own bedroom. I told them I was just starting to collect coins so
> they gave me a lot of coins to play with. I never had so much spending
> money before. Ha ha.
>
> I saw a picture of a little girl on a table there. I asked who it was.
> My Aunt cried. Uncle said it was their daughter who died when she was
> little. I cried with them too. I think they were real happy to have a
> kid stay with them again. I will try to be good.
>
> Yesterday my Aunt and me made seltzer. I didn't know about it so you
> might not know about it either so I'll tell you. It's plain water with
> bubbles in it. It's like soda pop soft drinks like Coke but it doesn't
> have any flavor or color. You put that in later. This is how people
> used to make drinks before they came already made in bottles. To make
> it you have to have a special metal bottle which you can make closed
> real tight and a little metal tube thing of compressed gas called
> carbon dioxide which is called CO2 too. You put water in the bottle and
> and screw in the CO2 tube and make sure the bottle is closed real tight
> and start it working. I know you have to have it really tight because
> we didn't the first time. You know what happens when you shake a bottle
> of Coke and then open it? That's what happened only much more. The
> water got all over the kitchen and us. It was very funny and we laughed
> and did it better the next time. I don't know why people make it except
> for the funny accident. It tastes just like regular water but with
> bubbles up your nose. You can put it in a special bottle after you make
> it and spray people with it like in cartoons but we already did that by
> accident. It's only funny the first time and then you have to clean it
> up.
>
> Their building has a big swimming pool outside. My Aunt and me went to
> it but she didn't want to get in the water. I had to tell her I didn't
> know how to swim. She said it was alright and I could get one of the
> lifeguards to teach me. I got a floating board and held it out in front
> and kicked the water real hard. I moved forward! Then I tried to move
> my arms like I saw the other kids do and not use the board. I could
> move a little and keep my head above the water but I got tired real
> fast. Aunt said I was doing the dog paddle that little kids do who
> couldn't swim right. I didn't know dogs could swim and I didn't know
> they had to be paddled to do it. I didn't want to be paddled so I asked
> a lifeguard to teach me how to swim the right way. He looked younger
> than the other lifeguards so I didn't know if he knew everything but I
> didn't want to wait for another one. I lay flat in the water on my
> stomach and he held me there with his hands under me. He told me how to
> kick and grab the water with my hands and arms. I thought I was doing
> good but something happened which changed things.
> His hand moved a little under me to a new place and touched me between
> my legs. That tickled and surprised me so much I almost jumped out of
> my swim suit which was too tight to let happen. It looked like he
> didn't notice so I thought it was an accident and kept trying to swim.
> Then he did it again. I liked it and wanted him to do it more but it
> was very hard to concentrate on learning to swim. I didn't want to
> disappoint my Aunt so I kept trying. Then he grabbed me there and that
> was really great but I was so surprised I shot out of his arms so fast
> I was halfway across the big pool before I knew what I did. I actually
> swam and I didn't remember how I did it! Aunt was proud of me but I
> didn't tell her why I did it or couldn't do it again.
> I went back to the pool today but that lifeguard wasn't there. I wanted
> more swimming lessons I wouldn't forget this time. Maybe something else
> too. Ha Ha.
>
>
> Your friend,
>
> Stephen
I've been remiss in complementing you on your excellent story posts.
I'm enjoying them greatly, all the more while watching your writing
ability evolve. I eagerly await the next installments.
Mover, the moved
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