It all started when my mom insisted that we drive over grandmaʼs house to watch television which did not make any sense to me because we have a television but she said we had to go because we couldnʼt get the signal for KPAX on our television. Anyway, we drove to grandmaʼs house and there I was on T.V. I was swimming at the Grizzly Pool and they showed me swimming and diving; later Coach Helen talked about me and my friend Hailey talked about me and my mom talked about me (click here to read her thoughts of the interview).
Then we went home and went to bed . . . and the next morning I wore my Big Sky Swimming warm-ups outfit and everyone was talking to me and saying that they saw me on T.V. and `way to go, Mathaliaʼ and `have fun at State, Mathaliaʼ and `Good Luck,Mathalia.ʼ My mom picked me up from school and laughed when a friend encouraging me to swim fast asked about PED’s and going to Florida. I said `yes, I want to swim fast, take PED’s and fly to Florida!’ Mom said, `Well, you had better hope Coach Helen doesn’t find out.’
On Thursday, we drove all the way to Hardin on the big Beachliner buses: wow it was a long drive. All the swimmers–ninety of us—got a little bag with breakfast and then later we got a bag with lunch.
We had lots of time: time for napping and time for talking and laughing with friends; and time for listening to music. In Hardin I remembered the pool; I had been there before. The first time was five years ago when I went with my mom to watch Matthan swim. Matthan was a sophomore and I was still in middle school. I sat up by the announcer where it was quiet and not very many people and I watched the swim meet and made lots of pot holders while my mom officiated and Matthan was swimming. The second time I was there was three years ago when I was a freshman and I got to go to the State Swim Meet. My mom came on the bus with the whole team and we stayed in the same hotel room together. This time is a lot different because I am a senior and I came all by myself with friends!
My mom says she is so proud; maybe that is why she is crying all the time. Anyway, it felt really good to warm up in the nice pool and then go back to the hotel for a delicious taco bar supper. I stayed in the hotel all by myself with friends!
In the morning on Friday I went down to breakfast and my mom was there making eggs. I talked to my mom but I ate breakfast with my friends. Then we got on the bus to go to the meet. My friend Jenny wrote my races on my hand with black ink. I got ready for my races all by myself. I swam 50 free, 100 breast, and then the 400 free relay. I got ready and was on-time for all of my races.
The relay was really fun because I had never swum the 400 Free Relay. I got to swim the anchor leg and everyone was cheering and clapping and shouting: `go Mathaliaʼ and my mom was taking pictures and crying. Silly mom. After the race she took more pictures of me and of me with friends and then I took a shower and got dressed. I went back to the hotel and ate a fancy Olive Garden dinner with salad and bread sticks. I hung out with friends and High School Swimming was all done for meSaturday I got to watch my friends swim in finals and I got to cheer them on in their races: Go Kate from Big Sky. She got a medal in the Award Ceremony just like Matthan when he was a Senior and got a medal. It was fun. We got on the bus and drove to a grocery store. I bought chicken and potatoes for three dollars. Then I hung out with friends on the bus until we got home.
My dad picked me up and at home I scrubbed my hand really hard to get the black ink off my hand. High School Swimming is all done! Well, we have one more thing: High School Swim Banquet on February 19. I put it on my calendar; I am really excited because I am a senior. This year is my turn!
At church everybody was talking to me: good job, Mathalia! I saw you on KPAX News, Mathalia! I was so proud of you, Mathalia! Way to Go Mathalia! This year is my turn: graduation is June 1, 2013! Thank you Coach Helen and High School Swimming, Thank you Missoula Aquatic Club, Thank you Grizzly Pool, Thank you KPAX, Thank you Missoula, Thank you Montana; thank you God.
p.s. If you see my mom, tell her to stop being silly and just give thanks for the past four years of high school and know that His faithfulness will continue to be new every morning in the years to come. Then tell her to go chill with her favorite book: To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven . . . He has made everything beautiful in its time . . .[therefore] nothing is better for [her] than to rejoice . . . and enjoy the good of all [her] labor—it is a gift of God.