We used to go to the pool almost every day in the summer. It took nearly an hour by bus.
I remember being 5 and wanting to go swimming in the big pool. But you had to take lessons and be THIS tall. And you couldn’t take lessons until you were 6.
Next summer I was six, but I was only This tall. No lessons for me. So I told me mother I was going to the kiddie pool but went to the big pool area instead. I watched all the people swimming. I picked out someone who looked like they knew what they were doing. Then I got in the water and did what they did. After a few tries I was doing okay.
I told my mom, and showed her.She wasn’t upset (that I recall). But she did come and watch over me in the big pool from then on.
Better to ask forgiveness than permission?