Always be ready.
My sisters and I used to love this game called Jump Or Dive. It was a hilarious game that our Dad played with us when we would go swimming where ninety percent of the time, someone would end up doing a belly buster . . . or five.
Dad would sit by the pool and one of us would stand on the diving board, all the way at the back. We would take our running start and spring into the air, and at the moment we would get airborne, Dad would yell either Jump! or Dive!
You can imagine the myriad of disastrous entries into the pool we would achieve.
It was nearly impossible to not try to guess what he was going to say, and no matter how hard you tried, you would have your decision made by the time you got to the end of the diving…
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