At the Edge of the Pool

When I was in kindergarten
I was to be trained to do water ballet
We were too young and short
to either dive or use the ladder
So we sat at the edge of the pool first
then hit the wall to make ourselves into the water

It was a hard decision
to be into the water
Even we can swim very well
it was a hard decision
to make us wet
and cold
and to start with 10*100 meters of breast stroke
then 10*100 meters of free style
then 10*100 meters of back stroke…

It could be warm
and fun later
But it could also be tiring
and boring
and frustrating
and even colder when back to the shore

It was a hard decision
to face so many challenges
and uncertainties
And the moment I sat at the edge of the pool
was the last break before I went through all of them

Now every morning
when I sit at the edge of the bed
I feel the same