I was reading this book, see, and it was this way cool book, In lane three, Alex Archer, by Teresa somebody, I think, and it was such a good book! I loved it so much I wanted it, but unfortunately it was a school library book and I had to give it back. I offered to trade the librarian a book of my own collection, which is not so good, or buy it and pointed out that it had last been checked out a year and a half ago and could not possibly be missed... But the librarian said I could not have it, trade for it or buy it, but maybe when I am a senior, if I still want it, and it's popularity has not increased... The librarian at my school is very sweet, I bet I can get the book eventually, even if I have to find another copy and buy it myself. (I also managed to find a video version of the book, called simply Alex but I didn't like it as much as the book, so I am not plotting against the video rental place, though they would probably just sell me the silly thing.)
In lane three, Alex Archer describes a period of time in the life of a young, talented, extremely stressed out teen, who is an Olympic hopeful for New Zealand's swimming team, in freestyle. Poor Alex, I really don't think I'd like to be her, a lot of the book, her life sounds just terrible, but she is always getting through it, and she always has water in it somewhere. There is so much water in Alex that I believe she has water in her soul.
I also swim, but nowhere near good enough to even be a region champion hopeful. I just plain suck, but I just plain love water as well, all of which I was telling my dear friend Kenneach, last year, whenever it was I originally checked out the book. And I said I wished I had water in my soul, because I haven't got anything in my soul, except maybe words, which Kenn said was much more poetic (he's an intelligent fellow, that one. So intelligent that I adopted him as my uncle, so I can appear intelligent by genetic assosciation.)
And from all of that, rose the idea of WordSoul which is a wonderful and poetic term, so don't you ever forget it.