As soon as I'm in the hall where the schools pool is I read somewhere that it's called a natatorium, a beautiful and we'll built dark skinned woman probably in her late twenties dressed in a white shirt and shorts , approaches me,
"Were you sent here by the principal, Elizabeth right?",
"Yes but most people call me Betty , only my mum calls me Elizabeth", I smile as I say this ,
She smiles back ,
"Everyone calls me coach so just call me that , you came at the right time, the boys are complete and we even have a new swimmer " she walks forward towards the pool, where three barechested boys were standing and talking,
I follow and try to match with her strides.
