What I Learned by Drowning
https://youtu.be/mGp01YfNZls?t=25 “I’ll race you across the lake.” When Tom said this to me, it took me a second. I was so surprised that he was talking to me. It should have made sense that he was talking to me. He’s 16 years old and I’m 14. We’re standing ankle-deep in Lake Williamsville, in Williamsville, Illinois. The shore is straight in front of us. Tom is brown and muscular like a good Eagle Scout. I’m 5’10, and 125 pounds. And about 5 pounds of that is pimples. With my thin pale body and red face, I looked like a matchstick standing at the edge of the water. As we’re looking across…
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