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Registration<\/a> for Seattle Parks and Recreation spring swim lessons opens at 12:00 noon on March 3, 2026, for the general public; scholarship-eligible participants can register one week prior, on February 24.<\/em><\/p>\n

Our First Seattle Parks Swim Lesson: What Happened<\/h4>\n

It was a Tuesday. My 3-year-old son and I arrived 15 minutes early to Rainier Beach Pool and Community Center<\/a> for our first swim lesson. A month earlier, we\u2019d been lucky enough to secure a spot in the \u201cThree-Year-Old Aquatics\u201d class. Slots for Parks and Rec swim classes<\/a> go fast. The weekday, 12 p.m. online registration favors the flexible. The experience brought me back to my early college days, competing with 32,000 other undergrads for spots in the same popular classes. I just prayed my Wi-Fi signal was strong.<\/p>\n

My son was excited but had some trepidation about getting in the pool without me. In the mad scramble to sign up quickly, I\u2019d decided against the \u201cParent and Child Aquatics 2\u201d class, mostly because I didn\u2019t know what I was doing. If I\u2019m being honest, the assumed burden of getting in and out of the pool each week, in lieu of sitting on the side with a book, factored in as well. Boy, was I wrong. My son does best when expectations are clearly outlined. I had told him emphatically beforehand that I\u2019d be there the whole time, and he wouldn\u2019t be forced to do anything he wasn\u2019t comfortable with. Whoops, wrong again.<\/p>\n

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Heading to swim (aka Dada Class). (Image: Casey Funke \/ Seattle’s Child)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

Choosing the Wrong Class (and Realizing it Fast)<\/h4>\n

The first sign that something was amiss was the lack of a formal introduction to start the class, let alone the session. This was our first time in a swim class. I was expecting the instructor to lay out goals for the session; we didn\u2019t even get a “Hi, my name is _______” and “I\u2019ll be your swim instructor.” Frankly, I wasn\u2019t even sure who our instructor was. There were numerous groups of adults and kids in various forms of swim exercises across different areas of the pool.<\/p>\n

If it wasn\u2019t for a friendly lifeguard with a clipboard, I don\u2019t think we would have been noticed. He pointed us over to a set of stairs descending into the pool where a handful of kids and two adults were playing in the water. You would have thought we were 10 minutes late to the fourth class of the session, not 15 minutes early to the first. I asked if this was the 3\u20135-year-old swim class, and the woman in the pool said it was. She introduced herself and another man as the instructors and coaxed my son into the pool with a little rubber duck.<\/p>\n

I encouraged him, but could tell he was already feeling more anxious than when we\u2019d arrived. I was told I could stay close by, but that it\u2019s usually better for everyone if the parents watch from a distance. I hesitantly wandered over to the chairs on the far side of the pool, knowing my son wasn\u2019t in the right headspace for this. In what proved to be the decisive incident, the teacher, not maliciously nor unsafely, pulled my son into the pool.<\/p>\n

That was it. What little trust he might have had was vanquished. He burst into tears while the instructor bobbed him around the lazy river, trying to coax him back to calm. I watched from the side, frustrated.<\/p>\n

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See that? That’s a face under the water folks!(Image: Casey Funke \/ Seattle’s Child)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

Finding the Right Fit Changed Everything<\/h4>\n

This is where the story shifts. We left that class determined to return. Ok, I<\/em> was determined to return. My son was happy to designate the experience as a failure and not look back. “Did you have fun?” Mom asked upon our returning home. “I cried,” he told her.<\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t mad. To some extent, I understood. They are running a highly coveted service and trying to cram as much in as possible. I just wanted to make sure they knew how disorderly it was (they did) and wondered if there might be any other options for us if this class didn\u2019t work out (there was). I composed an email detailing our experience and sent it to the Aquatics Center Coordinator.<\/p>\n

Within minutes, I got a call from Ann Busch, the coordinator at Rainier Beach Pool. She was attentive and empathetic as she listened to our story. She recommended the \u201cParent and Child Aquatics 2\u201d class, which, as it turned out, was happening in a few minutes. “We\u2019ll figure out the details later,” she promised, and urged us to go try it out. We hustled to the pool.Now, my son calls it the \u201cDada class,\u201d and in a few short weeks, he\u2019s confidently jumping into the pool. He\u2019s \u201cblasting off\u201d the wall using his feet, putting his face in the water without concern, floating on his back with only a slight hand of support, practicing swim maneuvers like kicking and crawling, and most importantly, keeping his composure in the pool. It\u2019s far more fun than reading a book on the side.<\/p>\n

I am writing to share our experience, hoping it might make someone else\u2019s a little easier.<\/p>\n

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This one’s called The Washing Machine. (Image: Casey Funke \/ Seattle’s Child)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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