Post by Tamrin on Jul 6, 2012 6:24:47 GMT 10
There is nothing more liberating than swimming. Swimming out beyond the
surf line is freedom itself. All life’s shackles are washed away with the waves
Swimming for women is more than physical, it can engender self-confid-
ence, and in the art and science of swimming, a kind of equality, even super-
iority to that of men. My chief pride and pleasure has been the knowledge
that my work has stimulated an interest in swimming as a woman’s sport
I was very sensitive about my poor little deformed legs
and I was permitted to wear long dresses to hide them
There are two kinds of bathing suits, those that are adapted for use in the water,
and those that are unfit for use except on dry land. If you are going to swim,
wear a water bathing suit. But if you are merely going to play on the beach
and pose for your camera friends, you may safely wear the dry land variety
I want to swim. And I can’t swim wearing more stuff than you hang on a clothes line
And why do I believe in swimming? To put it briefly, swimming is a pleasure and a
benefit, a clean, cool, beautiful cheap thing we all from cats to kings can enjoy. The
man who has not given himself completely to the sun and wind and cold sting of
the waves will never know all meanings of life. Swimming is more deeply woven
into the fabric of man than any other form of motion. Athletics have scarcely
begun to have a history, scientists tell us that walking is comparatively modern,
but man swam before he was a man and he will swim till there is no more sea
Though my swimming has earned me a goodly fortune I am still looking for my chest
of gold in a cool dripping sea cave, though a professional mermaid for the movies, I still
wait to see my first real one sitting on a damp grey rock combing her long green hair
Annette Kellerman
Australian professional swimmer, entertainer, women's rights advocate and author
(Born this day 1887)
I come from a nation of swimmers but no one remembers me now, yet
I was once one of the most famous women in all the world. They called
me the ‘Diving Venus’, the perfect woman, a daughter of the gods
surf line is freedom itself. All life’s shackles are washed away with the waves
Swimming for women is more than physical, it can engender self-confid-
ence, and in the art and science of swimming, a kind of equality, even super-
iority to that of men. My chief pride and pleasure has been the knowledge
that my work has stimulated an interest in swimming as a woman’s sport
I was very sensitive about my poor little deformed legs
and I was permitted to wear long dresses to hide them
There are two kinds of bathing suits, those that are adapted for use in the water,
and those that are unfit for use except on dry land. If you are going to swim,
wear a water bathing suit. But if you are merely going to play on the beach
and pose for your camera friends, you may safely wear the dry land variety
I want to swim. And I can’t swim wearing more stuff than you hang on a clothes line
And why do I believe in swimming? To put it briefly, swimming is a pleasure and a
benefit, a clean, cool, beautiful cheap thing we all from cats to kings can enjoy. The
man who has not given himself completely to the sun and wind and cold sting of
the waves will never know all meanings of life. Swimming is more deeply woven
into the fabric of man than any other form of motion. Athletics have scarcely
begun to have a history, scientists tell us that walking is comparatively modern,
but man swam before he was a man and he will swim till there is no more sea
Though my swimming has earned me a goodly fortune I am still looking for my chest
of gold in a cool dripping sea cave, though a professional mermaid for the movies, I still
wait to see my first real one sitting on a damp grey rock combing her long green hair
Annette Kellerman
Australian professional swimmer, entertainer, women's rights advocate and author
(Born this day 1887)
I come from a nation of swimmers but no one remembers me now, yet
I was once one of the most famous women in all the world. They called
me the ‘Diving Venus’, the perfect woman, a daughter of the gods