Ella was just floating around in the lower (diving) pool enjoying the breeze, the water, and life in general, when she noticed the high dive.
I told Ella the ledge was NOT for diving, but at the same time our hostess exclaimed, “Yes, it is! Do you dive?”
Of course Ella wanted to dive. I reminded her of the Papaya Tree incident and tried to talk her out of it. Ella said that I have no spirit of adventure.
She said that the ledge was scary, and she was afraid she’d miss the water if she jumped from there. We all agreed. Ella went ahead and climbed to the top. Once up there, she looked over the side and saw how far away the diving pool was and how close the lap pool was. She wanted to dive into the lap pool.
We told her the diving pool was 12 feet deep and made for diving. The lap pool was only 4.5 feet deep and it was made for swimming laps. The lap pool just isn’t deep enough to be safe for diving.
Ella decided not to jump. She also decided not to climb down. She figured she could live atop the diving board forever if we brought her the occasional salad (say about 8 times per day).