My older sis almost drowned going off the high dive, better not try it Agnes, but then she doesn’t have flippers for feet and a perfect flotation device of a nose.
This strip perfectly evoked the “terrors” of childhood….having to read aloud in class and fearing stuttering; your first boy-girl party and would THAT boy ask you to dance; would your outfit look stupid?; being next at bat….those WERE the days!
When I was fifteen the boy in front of me did a belly flop off the high board and pool turned red and messy real quick as it split him open on impact. I went back down the ladder and never tried went off the high board again. So I don’t blame you Agnes.
The name Tangiers brings a mall outlet in Howell, Michigan, to mind. Apparently Tangiers is also a name for a catalog brand. There was no high diving board at my secondary school, but I did jump off the high diving board at one of the three local pool/rink parks. I jumped after landing on my BACK the first time. I did not get hurt from landing on my back in the water (such as bleeding), but it felt like a huge slap. The only other place where I jumped off a high diving board was at an area country club, and the fear up there never subsided. But it was at the ‘Y’ where I learned to dive backward from a LOW board without fear, and usually did NOT land flat from too much spring in the dive. When I did land flat, it was on my stomach. Entrance into the water from a backward dive always felt great, when entering headfirst, including at the outdoor pool of an apartment complex. Again, from a low board.
What does that have to do with the price of oranges in Tangiers? I don’t remember who or when I heard that phrase. I must have been knee high to a grasshopper.
Aaberon over 10 years ago
I went off the high dive once – thinking I was about 7th grade age. Once was enough.
J Short over 10 years ago
QuietStorm27 over 10 years ago
My older sis almost drowned going off the high dive, better not try it Agnes, but then she doesn’t have flippers for feet and a perfect flotation device of a nose.
dogday Premium Member over 10 years ago
This strip perfectly evoked the “terrors” of childhood….having to read aloud in class and fearing stuttering; your first boy-girl party and would THAT boy ask you to dance; would your outfit look stupid?; being next at bat….those WERE the days!
Cuddleman over 10 years ago
When I was fifteen the boy in front of me did a belly flop off the high board and pool turned red and messy real quick as it split him open on impact. I went back down the ladder and never tried went off the high board again. So I don’t blame you Agnes.
english.ann over 10 years ago
The name Tangiers brings a mall outlet in Howell, Michigan, to mind. Apparently Tangiers is also a name for a catalog brand. There was no high diving board at my secondary school, but I did jump off the high diving board at one of the three local pool/rink parks. I jumped after landing on my BACK the first time. I did not get hurt from landing on my back in the water (such as bleeding), but it felt like a huge slap. The only other place where I jumped off a high diving board was at an area country club, and the fear up there never subsided. But it was at the ‘Y’ where I learned to dive backward from a LOW board without fear, and usually did NOT land flat from too much spring in the dive. When I did land flat, it was on my stomach. Entrance into the water from a backward dive always felt great, when entering headfirst, including at the outdoor pool of an apartment complex. Again, from a low board.
Hunter7 over 10 years ago
What does that have to do with the price of oranges in Tangiers? I don’t remember who or when I heard that phrase. I must have been knee high to a grasshopper.