Before the pandemic, during the week days, I went to school and worked as a paralegal at night. It was a rough time, and I felt like I fell into this cycle of mundane routine. I needed money though, so I couldn’t complain. Then, I found a weekend job as a swim coach. I was skeptical at first, because it was something completely new to me. New responsibilities, new liabilities; I was nervous how to deal with students versus my current clients then. I was nervous if anything happened to the student, I would get in trouble with their parents, etc. Their lives were basically in my hands. But as the years went by, I grew closer to them. I taught for long enough that I watched the kids grow up. I watched them go through elementary school, middle school, now they’re finally leaving to high school, some to college. My students have taught me so much, maybe more than what I teach them. I’ve learned so much about patience, perspective, and communication.

Kids are very funny creatures. They can be a total headache at times, but if they sense that you’re not having a good day, they will try to make you feel better. I remember this one beginner student who absolutely hated water. But there was this one day where he knew I wasn’t feeling good, and told me this: “Teacher, I tried my best today and drank more water for you.” It was so funny and took away any troubles I had.  Kids are innately kind hearted, curious, and sensitive. Seeing their confidence build over the years gives this irreplaceable fulfillment in me, knowing that my job is more than just teaching swimming.

I miss them dearly, I hope the pandemic ends soon. Can’t wait to look forward to seeing them every week again.