Keep in mind this is coming from a 50 yro., who can't swim. I think the worse part of not knowing how to swim is feeling like the only one who can't swim. When friends would invite me over for a swim party, I would decline the invitation. I've always avoided situations with water, that I knew I couldn't handle. The seashore was no problem for me, since you really don't have to go out into the ocean up to your waist to enjoy it. I hated having my sister tell everyone as it seemed that I had a fear of...., when I felt it wasn't correct. I don't have a fear of water/drowning, but I do not like water in my ears and eyes. I tried to learn to swim when I was at a girl's camp, but they said I didn't have enough muscle in my legs. My sister tried to teach me again when I was 13 yro. in the ocean, which is a big mistake. I went down, but what she didn't realize was that I actually enjoyed being under the water...until the water seaped into my bathing cap and I shot right up out of the water againg...That was the last time.
When my DS was born, I made a point to get someone to teach him how to swim, so he could enjoy life better. (The chances of downing are very slim, when your not around water in the first place.) I asked DH, since he's an expert swimmer. DH is from a place where everyone swims like a fish, because the government teaches them. To my surprise, DH said he didn't learn to swim until he was 13 yro! That's way to old here. It's way to embarrassing being the oldest in a swim class. DH just wouldn't agree to take DS to infant swim class...not even toddler swim classes! DH wouldn't take DS to any swim classes, because he felt I should! I can't even swim, was he nuts!!! I finally asked DH to teach DS. He didn't want to until I asked why he would teach other people's kids, but not his own. Well, that was sort of good and sort of not. DH did do some fun stuff like have DS put his head in a giant mixing bowl of water to get him used to opening up his eyes under water. Once DS did that, DH held a competition with DS to see who could hold their breath under water the longest. Yep, had to go out and buy another big mixing bowl. It was so much fun and DS loved it! Then came the real thing....taking DS to the swimming pool. We took him to a private one at off times, so there would only be 2 other people in an olympic sized pool besides us. Guess, who DH made get in the water too? Me! I really didn't want to, since I was in my early 40s I knew there was no way I would be able to get my head under the water, but I hopped in anyway. DS and I enjoyed hanging on to the edge of the pool trying to float. Unfortuneatly, my butt sank while my top floated. DS was fine until DH wanted the gogles to come off, then we struggled with our little 6 yro. Even DH's friend said to let him keep the googles on and swam away with a bathing cap and googles on himself. Everyone in the pool had googles except DH and me. Well, that was the end of DH and his swim lessons. Later on in the year a swim party invitation came for DS and he wanted to go. He figured the pool would be small. It wasn't. It was 4 ft. deep. They gave DS a raft to float on attended by their teenage sons. Nice, but a recipe for distaster. The boys figured they could leave DS alone for a little. You know I stayed put, mesmorized by DS being in such a deep pool. I calculated what would I do if...and it happened. The raft tipped and over DS went. Down I raced and jumped in the pool saving my own DS. The mother applogized, but I told her I was ok since I am responsible for my own DS. I looked at her and said, it's amazing what fear can do....I can't swim or even float. She was shocked and amazed that I could actually do that and react so fast. No one else had a chance to jump in, because I already had him out of the pool and into my arms. Right there I decided I would take DS to swim classes myself. Surely they would put them in water I could stand in. Yep, took him to a local college that had swim lessons for kids. They had the parents sit on the bleachers watching, while students carefully took one kid at a time off a platform into the water, bring the kid back and take another one. They were fantastic! Best swim classes ever for kids. MIL came to see them. Unfortunately, that day they didn't do much with the kids, so she deemed the classes useless....and that was the end of that. So now I have a 14 yro that doesn't know how to swim.
What have I discovered with all this, "You have to learn how to swim - business?" It's really not as important as we think. A good strong current in an ocean, river, or stream can take down the best swimmer, and they can drown. There are a lot of people out there who can't swim just like me. I met some, and I was surprised. One of my son's new friends' mom from the city actually aske me "What's up with everybody being able to swim here?" I just was floored. Swimming looks like fun, is great exercise, and it's good for your DS to learn; but he doesn't have to. If you really want him to learn, then do the mixing bowl trick first. Have your DH show your son how much fun it is and put his face into a mixing bowl and come up laughing. Have DS time DH how long DH can hold his breath in the mixing bowl. Then gradually ask DS if he'd like to try just a little at a time. Then send him to real swimming classes.