I learned to swim when I went boating with my mother and father before I could walk. Mom was skiing, Dad was driving, and I was buckled into my "boat" seat facing mommy and watching her. Somehow I figured out how to get out of the car seat, and tried to get to mommy. Luckily, I didn't get pulled into the prop, or drug under by the wake, but just doggy paddled until mom swam out to get me and dad turned the boat around. After that, I started getting lessons.