My father was in the Air-Force, and when I was five years old he got stationed to Germany.
I became part of the A.Y.A., or American Youth Association. This group took us to many places around Germany: castles, German villages, old World War
II bunkers, parks, etc.
One of the places they took us during the summer was a German swimming pool. It was a very nice place that was surrounded by a gigantic red brick
wall, and set next to a park where people would play Frisbee and other recreational sports.
My friend Patrick was my age, height, and we often played together during these outings.
One day when we went to the pool, I saw him swimming in the deeper section of the pool. He had floaters on, however I didn’t know what those were. I
assumed he was touching the bottom of the pool, and ran as fast as I could and jumped past him.
Being as I couldn’t swim, I sank straight to the bottom.
I struggled for a long time to reach the surface, only breaking the water once or twice – gasping for air each time.
I could feel myself wearing down and knew I only had enough energy for one more thrust to the surface.
As my feet pressed on the concrete floor of the pool, I just barely broke the surface and saw an old woman looking down at me. I slipped into
exhaustion, and sank to the bottom; my feet grazing the concrete floor that I had just pushed off of.
Suddenly I felt hands under my arms, lifting me up.
The old woman stood on the side of the pool smiling at me, holding me up, and then sat me down.
“Thank you,” I said to her. She just smiled as I turned to walk away.
I turned after two or three feet to look back at the woman. To my astonishment, she had vanished.
Keep in mind that the brick walls surrounded the pool sides, and there was no where she could have gone – especially in that short amount of time.
And she was not in the pool, as my friend Patrick was the only one around.
Also, unless her arms were about twelve to fifteen feet long, there is no way she could have stood upright, and gripped my arms from the bottom of the
pool and lifted me up.
Looking back on this experience as a man, I now feel in my heart that this was a guardian angel.
edit on 23-3-2012 by MentorsRiddle because: (no reason given)