The Hard Project 3 (Please, correct it)

This was august, so I didn't want to miss the last of the warm days when I could swim. Some children wanted to swim too, but our tutor forbade it because the temperature of the water was against the rules. Then the boys called their parents and the boys' parents asked our tutor to let them swim. She agreed, but only under my supervision.

A similar situation always repeated there, when our tutor scolded and even yelled at the children and at us. I understood her opinion, because I am a teacher as well and I realized that she worried about the kid's health and safety. However I understood and felt empathy towards my pupils, because it was summertime. They wanted to get enjoy summer and I psychologically was on vacation with them.
One boy took a fishing rod to the island. He dreamed of catching fish there. We persuaded the tutor to fulfill his dream. She gave her permission. Heck, fishing line tangled in the reeds. We listened to the hour-long lecture about how he could have drowned. And of course, she was right.

On our last day on the island I decided to swim quickly without boys, because we didn't have a lot of time and they needed to pick up their luggage. When I returned from the beach, I saw the seductive fire escape. I remembered our tutor and her useful advice, after that I had a mad desire to get in the room by the ladder. I knew that if she noticed me it would be awful, but I couldn't help it. I had to do it, and I risked it.
I don't know my motive exactly. Maybe I didn't want to admit that I am a grown-up. Maybe I wanted to get delight and jubilation from my girls (and I got it), as proof that I am one of them. Maybe it was just summer rebellion against obedience and strict rules.
Anyway I opened the window, the girls initially shouted, as it was u

nexpected, then they recognized me and were even happier than I. I was here among them because of my deed. Thank heavens, our tutor missed my wrongdoing. I lied to them that I really didn't want the boys to know I had been swimming, because they would envy me, so I asked girls to keep this secret. They were glad, because children adore secrets.