My first childhood memory is the time
I broke my left arm because I was climbing a tree. The house that we
lived in had this enormous tree in the front yard. My older brother
and his friends would always climb it and it looked like it was so
much fun. One summer day my neighbor and I were playing outside. I
had this brilliant idea that we should climb the tree. She climbed
the tree with no problem and made it look so easy. It was my turn to
climb the tree I had a little bit of anxiety but I was determined to
climb this tree. I started to climb and my anxiety decreased. I
finally reached the part of the tree that I was able to sit upon. It
was the greatest feeling sitting high up in the tree looking down and
seeing how far up we were. My neighbor had the idea that we should
jump down from the tree. She was able to stand with no problem and
jumped from the tree without any hesitation. However me on the other
hand I was nervous and scared as I started to stand up on the tree
branch I lost my balance and ending up falling from the tree and
landing on my left arm. I was in a significant amount of pain.
However, I was in a fear to tell my mom what had happened. I finally
went inside and told her that I fell out of the tree. She immediately
took me to the hospital and they did an x ray. My arm was indeed
broken, the best of part of this whole ordeal was being able to wear
a pink cast.
I love the pink cast. Hope you got your friends to sign it. Your story reminds me of when I broke my wrist. Looking at the photo makes my arm itch all over.
ReplyDeleteKrizia, as a kid I would also climb my neighbor's tree. When I was reading your blog post my palms were beginning to sweat just thinking about the times that I would always climb my neighbor's tree in fear of falling off. Luckily, I never broke anything when climbing my neighbor's tree. Although after seeing the picture you provided in your blog post, I do not think I would have minded having such an awesome cast!
ReplyDeleteI must say after reading your blog, I chuckled a bit,not because of the outcome of your childhood event but because of how adventurous and meddling we all were as children. I do have to agree with Anna the fact of having a pink cast sounds pretty cool.
ReplyDeleteKrizia I enjoyed reading this post! I mean, who hasn't fallen off a tree as a kid? I do feel bad for you though, cause all I got was a scrape to the knees and no cast. Being a little girl I probably would have been scared to tell my parents what really happened. Although, I do have to say the pink cast was very cute.
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