Memoir Monday February 9, 2009 Swimming For Malaria.

 The refree dissmised us my goggles slipping of and of second by second.My eyes filling up with water they were burning the way they do when you put an onion to close to your eyes.The wall was getting closer the refree was backing up and fading into the cheering crowd.My feet moving faster and faster,my lungs desperate for air,my hands waiting to close,and my eyes waiting to shut.The wall came and toch it was a miracle I touches it and I was second.