I don’t like it when people push me, so I decide to keep quiet and wait for Molly to speak up. I don’t have to wait long. As soon as I swim over to Molly, she admits she’s afraid to put her head underwater. I say that I get it. I understand now why Molly wasn’t eager to join the swim meet. Molly says that last summer, she slipped off the dock and nearly drowned. She’s been afraid of being underwater since.

I say that I understand. Molly says that she watched me diving and swimming underwater just now. I seem really good at swimming. Could I possibly help her? I smile and say I would be happy to.