Write a short story (about three paragraphs) about a little girl going to Sunday morning swim class.
It was a hectic Sunday morning at Fass Swim School. Dozens and dozens of excited children and sleepy parents filled the building. The facility contained three different pools, and all of them were child depth. In some lanes, newborn babies bounced in the arms of their parents, splashing and giggling. In other lanes, slightly older children were learning to take their first paddles all on their own.

The little girl in our story was one of those “first paddlers”. She loved jumping and splashing in the pool, and so doing everything on her own. She looked to the side wall where her father was sitting. “Daddy, watch this!” she shouted, before leaping off the steps and propelling towards the platform set up in the water. Daddy smiled. She had come such a long way in these classes and could now really do lots of things on her own. 

The first half of class involved instruction on things like flipping and back floats, but the second half of class was the little girl’s favorite part. Less instruction, and more splashing! They got to take turns jumping off the deck of the pool, only to turn around, return to the deck, and pull themselves out. She was determined to make the biggest splash she’d every done today.  Her leap was so big, and her splash was so giant, it was hard to argue she didn’t succeed.

Class ended with a “washing machine” where all the kids hang on the teacher while she spins them around in the water. Everyone giggles and laughs at that one. Leaving the pool, she ran back to her daddy who was waiting with a towel to make her dry and warm. A quick rinse, and change of clothes, and it might be time for the two of them to grab a post class treat. The little girl loved these fun Sunday mornings spent just with her dad.