She’s a swimmer who jumped in the water.
It was such a hot day she decided to take a swim.
It’s cold water.
It’s very deep water; perhaps it’s an afternoon alone, and she’s sad.
She’s practicing diving.
Perhaps she wants to swim very well.
She’s in a swimming pool.
She’s in the Bahamas. I want to go there, that’s why I’m thinking of it.
I haven’t been in the Bahamas.
It’s a pier along the shore.
It’s in Santa Monica.
She’s on vacation.
One of the things you do on vacation is, there’s a pool or a lake, and you go in.
It’s open water, not a swimming pool.
She sprang in the water. That’s it.
She called somebody. She’s lonely and wants a friend.
Her friend is standing on the side, that’s why you can’t see her in the picture.
Her daughters are waiting outside.
I don’t think my daughters swim like that.
I don’t think I swim like that!
I do. I swim very well.
The picture is strange, because we don’t see her face, only her legs.
It doesn’t look like a swimsuit. Is it a swimsuit?
She jumped in the water with her clothes on.
Yes, it is her clothes.
It is a swimsuit!
How could anyone be upside down and have their clothes above their knees?
I think she’s in danger and no one can help her.
She’s going to die.
Maybe she’s trying to commit suicide because she has nobody.
It’s late afternoon and everyone went home already.
Perhaps someone is looking for her.
Maybe she wants to be with friends and talk.
She was fighting with a good friend, and she jumped in the lake to take her life.
Maybe she’s tired of life.
She’s trying to find people she knows so she won’t be alone.
Maybe they’re on the other side of the water.
She’s looking for some handsome fellows she can meet, because it gets dull all by yourself in the pool.
I hear the splashing of water and the wind.
I’m not used to being at the beach, so I don’t know what kinds of sounds there are—maybe boat whistles.
She was eating before she jumped in. Ham and eggs!
I think it’s not a good idea to go into the water after you eat.
Later, she’s going to Shabbat dinner at Freda Mohr.