Rough Lesson Learned
Swinging, swinging, swinging, all day long… So careless and so free, at four years old the monkey bars were the greatest invention of all time. I could just slam open my backdoor and play in my yard for hours. How entertaining it was crossing from one side to the next. Life is best right before you are forced to face consequence, you know of no pain just fun and pleasure. Well, soon enough I would be shoved into looking consequence dead in the eyes. All of my fun came to a sudden halt. While shifting my weight and reaching for a bar my hand had slipped and gravity sent my frail body plummeting towards the ground. My left arm was the first part of my body to hit the ground, my arm made a sound almost like someone biting into a stale pretzel.