Flash Nonfiction: Baywatch

Growing up in the 90s was great. Carefree, laid-back, and kids created their own fun… out of nothing. My year 5 class was taken on a camp to a local watering hole — in the middle of the outback. 

Swimming around us girls decided to play “Baywatch”, inspired by the popular show about lifesavers, and I would be the first victim.

Off I swam. 

“Tannille’s drowning.”

Unfortunately, our teacher overheard and wasted no time diving into the water, shoes and all. 

“What are you doing here?” 

“You’re not drowning?”

“No, we’re playing Baywatch.”

After that little fiasco, I was grounded to the shallows. We should have gone with “Dirty Dancing” instead.

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Story Details

This marks my first nonfiction story. The Muse refused to go camping. She doesn’t like sand in her cracks. A memory popped up instead.

Back then, American pop culture usually took a year or a few to reach mainstream Australia and even longer to reach the country dwellers.