When I was eleven or twelve, my father said he would pay me $50 if I could swim a mile. On the last lap, as my fingers grabbed for the edge of the pool right beside his dress shoes, he said, “I’ll give you another $1 if you swim another length.”
He met me at the other end of the pool.
And so it went.
I don’t remember which of us ran out of steam first.
I like to travel. I like to buy books. I like to buy purses.
Ha! Quite a good story.
BAGS!!! The bigger the better… 🙂
What a great memory. And I love the detail of his dress shoes. He’s with his daughter at the pool and he’s wearing dress shoes? I got such a great image from that.
LOL…sounds like your father knew what motivated you! 🙂
Thanks, Sarah. Helena, at the moment, yes, the bigger the better. Claire, I didn’t remember those shoes until I was writing this post. And yes, Donna, he did, and he dangled dollars in front of me whenever he felt my behavior needed adjusting…
Cynthia… Just discovered your reply here… to us all… 🙂
As for my BAGs comment… I meant Hand Bags.. of course!
Thou it could be read as BAGS of MONEY (lol)
from saudi with love xxx
Helena, I knew what you meant but did think of bags of $ too : )