Bubba and Clem Become Instructors Part 2

Bubba and Clem get their dive stuff ready for their first session in the cement pond. They haul all of theys junk, encluden them double 120 tanks, down to the edge of the pond.

They gander around at the other students to see what they have in the way of dive equipment. The lady from Pittsburgh looked spiffy in her bathing suit as she pulled on a Polartec suit. She had her a 65 tank and a SeaQuest Libra BC and one of them spensive Ruby Regulators with a fancy komputer. Then the Kansas lady had her all brand-new stuff with the price tag still on it. She had a SeaQuest Diva BC and a Spectrum regulator with a fancy air reading komputer. The New Jerk City woman had a 43mm wet suit on with a hood and thick gloves and an old fashioned Scubapro BC and some no name brand regulator looked like it commed from K Mart. She had a weight belt that weighed more than the lady from Pitt. She look as out of place as a lady of de night in church. Then our heroes spied the high tech feller from NC to see what he were wearing. Thes here feller had one of them high tech Poseidon regulators and all kind of high tech computers. He had him one of them pony things too. But hissens fins looked like they had been used to plow fields of korn. Bubba was always of the opinion that a diver should stay off the bottom, not plow through it.

Well the director of courses telled Bubba and Clem they need not wear them double tanks since they was in the cement pond in only 15 feet of water. He lended them a 80 tank to use. When the boys got in the water with that "little" 80 tank, they was amazed at how much more fun this divn was now.

The director of courses had them all do some skills. First he had em do a pivot on the fins, then take off the mask and swim to end of cement pond and then put it back on. He had em hoover and had em take off their bc/tank and put it back on.

The lady from Pitt was a whiz at all this stuff and her fins wern't all scraped up neither. The Kansas lady did the exercises but looked reel scared. The New Jerker couldn't hoover and commed to the top when her mask were off. Clem wondered how she ever got out of open water class much less how she becommed a DM. He was learning not to be surprized by anything them yankees from New Jerk City do. The high tecker from NC did everything ok but complained about doing it. It 'twas all Bubba could do not to punch him. Bubba and Clem did the drills expertly. Remember they be good divers.

Time fer the lunch break and all of the class went into town to ate lunch. They went into a little restaurant that the director of course had recommended as being reel good. Clem were delighted when he seen the menu, it has all kinda reel food thangs writ on it. The New Jerk City lady complained about all the Southern/Country things. She wanted sumthing called a Bagel. Bubba wanted to know why she were gonna play with a bugle instead of eating - Clem telled him to remember them yankees are a strange bunch. Bubba, Clem, the Kansas lady and the Pitt lady ordered em up Country fried steak and mashed taters with okra and corn bread. The NC feller ordered him a hamburger, well done, with nothing cept mayonnaise on it. The food was scrumptious. They all had em a tall ice tea.

They had to be reedy to gave a talk on sum diving dstuff after feeding. Bubba were scared, he didn't like talking in front of peoples and he sumtimes got the gas after eating okra. Hissen talk was on Problem Management. He might have hisself a reel problem.

TO BE CONTINUED