Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 3)

Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 1) here

Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 2) here

I followed the water ski ritual of the day before – this time seeing a few smirks on faces and hearing (or imagining I heard) some tiny snickers behind hands cupped over mouths.

But I’m kind of like a bull dog sometimes – I get hold of something and won’t let go. I was resolute that I would accomplish this task – no matter what my fellow lake buddies believed.

The boat began to move slowly and pull me forward. I struggled to remember the instructions and to ignore the voices in my head babbling about what a fool I was.

I concentrated on everything that I had been told. I knew I could do it – and my excitement grew by the second.

As the boat went faster, I saw my cronies in the boat motioning for me to stand up (not very enthusiastically or expectantly this time – or so it appeared to me).

I focused on what I had learned from my dreams – The day before, I had tried to lift myself to a standing position with my upper body instead of pushing my feet down to get to a standing position. I was sure that this was the problem – and the solution.  Simple – right? Duh!

I pushed my feet down –

I felt my body respond and release itself from the all-too-familiar crouch position –

A mighty force flowed through my legs, my torso, my arms, into my face (where a bug splattered onto my teeth because I forgot the first rule of water skiing – keep your mouth closed!) –

And I popped up on top of the water ———

I was standing!  I was skiing!  I had done it!  And – WOW! What an amazing, awesome, spectacular, breathtaking, powerful experience!

I don’t know if the experience would have been as memorable if I had accomplished my goal the first time I tried.  Probably not.  (Failure seems to cut deeper grooves into the tissue of the brain.)  I do know that the achievement was monumentally sweet – especially because of the disgrace of the day before.

For the rest of the day – and the rest of the summer – I enjoyed the freedom and exhilaration of flying through the water. No more crouching, no more smirks, no more snickering – and no more lake douche!

I had learned to water ski – in my dreams.

About grandawn

I work as administrative support in the Oklahoma State University Art Dept. For the past few years, I have been responsible for finances, paperwork, and other decisions for my parents who lived in Texas. Working now to finalize everything after Father's death in 2012 and Mother's death in 2013. I also keep busy blogging, writing children's books, and occasionally shooting commercials. I live in Oklahoma, USA. I have three wonderful grandchildren. I am a teacher, writer, actor, singer. . . and whatever else I can manage.
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5 Responses to Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 3)

  1. Pingback: Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 2) | Grandawn – Aging Semi-Gracefully

  2. Jacque Graham says:

    Sounds like a great experience. Would love to talk to you. Miss you greatly!

  3. JoAnn says:

    Ah….sweet success……and finally and ending! Congratulations!

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