Today’s tinylife blog is about swimming – again…
Two boys drag each other, by the leg, into the shallows. Back and forth: chasing, splashing.
It doesn’t look any fun. Being dragged by your leg in water, with your head mostly in the water. Are they breathing enough? Are they encouraged to be violent with each other?
Did they argue earlier, has the ‘game’ turned nasty?
However, is it really any of my concern? I decide to leave them to it.
Later, there they are again. Still dragging.
‘Are you still playing that game?’
I don’t get it. So I ask: a leading question, but I inject some sarcasm, just in case, as I suspect…
‘Is it, like, the best game ever?’
‘Yes. It is the BEST game ever.’
They grin, one grabs the other by the leg, and off they go.
What would I know?