I cannot remember that I did any “ball swims” when I’m a kid, probably because there is nothing of that sort during my time. My childhood was filled with fond memories of traditional games, when we come home wearing dirty clothes, dust-covered feet (or should I say bodies), and most of the time with broken flip flops!
And while the kid of the 80’s roll on dirt or piles of sand, the kids of today swim on colored plastic balls. Not only does it feel better (I think), it also looks good on photographs.
Hurray for ball swims!
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