My aunt Jennifer taught me and my brothers and sisters to swim, and now she is teaching the second generation. This is her 33rd year teaching swimming. She has put up with a lot of wails, screams, pleadings, and run aways, and that was just from my kids. Poor things think they are going to their death. I would stand by and pry little fingers off the pool gate and help place them back in the pool. She just ignores it and calmly talks them through it. I don't know how she does that all day.
Luckily the past two years, Isaac is loving every minute of it. I can just sit and watch him splash and have fun.