Water anyone?

Swimmers during learn to swim week, at a suburban swimming pool, probably Wellington region, ca 1939

My Grandparents managed an apartment complex for years, it was in the early 60's My grandmother, affectionately known as "Bah" and my grandpa aka "Daddal" had me over almost every weekend from the get go. I am not sure how old I was somewhere between just walking and not yet talking, we were out by the pool, me with my pixie do and striped bathing suit(there are pictures fo me just before I went "swimming"). Lots of neighbors and friends, it was a warm summers day. Now Daddal, he was quite the swimmer, he was always showing off to all the ladies in the complex. I watched him dive into the pool and I decided to follow. I remember looking up through the water while people were running back and forth at the edge of the pool. Under the water it was quite peaceful there, I couldn't here the chaos that was happening above. The next thing I remember is lots of bubbles and there I was safe in Daddal's arms, he was smiling at me and talking to me, although I don't remember what he was saying. My mother and Bah snatchded me up and wrapped me in a towel and I remmember lots of hugs after that. I don't think I was fazed at all by the whole incident, I just wanted to swim with my Daddal and had no idea the scope of what had just happened.