Answer:
"The best way to learn to swim is to jump in and get wet."
Explanation:
The person above is wrong. Just did this and got it right.
When it comes to ACT and SAT reading, you should never assume or infer anything. Forget all about your own opinion because the answers involve what the author thinks, not you. You might look at this and logically come to the conclusion that having a good teacher makes you a better swimmer. and you're right. BUT, that's not what the author thinks. He thinks the best way to learn is to go in head first and try.
Here is the passage that goes with the question for everyone confused:
Prose Fiction. This passage is from the 1906 novel The Scientific American Boy, by A. Russell Bond. Read the passage and then answer the questions that follow.
Lake Placid was a favorite swimming place for us. We used to plunge in from the branches of a tree, which overhung the water a little ways above the lagoon and made a natural springboard. We could all swim like ducks, except Dutchy, who couldn’t do anything but paddle. However, Uncle Ed was an expert, and he took Dutchy in hand and soon made a pretty good swimmer out of him. He also taught us some fancy strokes. Of course I took no record of these lessons. You would hardly expect me to sit on the bank with a book in hand jotting down notes while the rest were splashing around in the cool water having the best of fun in the world, and even if I had, I wouldn’t republish the notes here, because whoever heard of a boy learning to swim while reading a book on the subject? A beginner had better leave books alone and plunge right into the water. He will soon learn to keep himself afloat and can then practise any fancy strokes that he sees others try. Then, again, don’t try to learn in shallow water, because you will never do it. Of course it doesn’t pay to jump into water that is over your head unless there is a good swimmer nearby to help you out. But you will never learn to swim until you have become accustomed to putting your head under water. You cannot swim with a dry face. The first time we went swimming, we couldn’t persuade Dutchy to try it. The water was deep right up to the very bank and he had never been in over his head. Instead he sat up in the diving tree swinging his feet and trying to hide the fact that he was having a dull time.
