My name is Amos.

Someone has signed me up for a week of swimming lessons.

I may need to rethink this not taking a nap thing.

I may rather be asleep than dunked in a cold pool.

It’s not an option, my mom said.

She clearly didn’t get the memo that I’m on vacation.

Good grief.

I can swim just fine.

Well, almost.

If I don’t follow directions, it’s not my fault.

I mean, everyone speaks Spanish.

Love,

Amos