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Not only did I have to use a bandage around my ankle, I had to use crutches for a whole day. This happened not quiet a long time ago. Last week, I suppose. Yet amazingly, it all happened in Drama Class.
It all started when I climbed up the stairs with my food in my hand. I looked up and I saw everyone waiting for our lovely teacher to open the door into the classroom. Just as soon as I was near the door, still eating my food, suddenly all those people walked into the classroom, taking their time. There I stood surprised as my friend told me to hurry up. I had no choice but to stuff this food into my mouth and down my throat, and so I did. I walked in the room with my mouth filled with food. Once the teacher saw me, she told me to swallow it, I tried but it was too hard. I looked around for a bottle of water and not so long after, my eyes was hooked on my friend for he was drinking water. I grabbed the bottle and drank it, as a support to swallow the food inside my mouth.
Moving on, as a warm-up, we all, together as a class, played a quite fun game. The name of the game, I forgot. Although I'm pretty sure it has something to do with...slide, bananas, and peanuts. I partnered up with my dear friend, Sal and we got numbered 7-surely, my best, lucky, and happy number. The teacher calls out our number, 7, about 3 times, and I won all of them. It was funny and dangerous at the same time. Funny because people's reaction whe
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I spent the whole class time, jumping up and down, twisting my ankle, doing anything I could to make it at least a little bit better. Once the class ended, it was the end of school for some people but not me, for I have to attend to a rehearsal for the play. Anyways, I was limping everywhere I go, down the stairs, to my locker, everywhere. Before I limp off to the music room 4, I took a visit down the nurse. There the nurse wrapped up my ankle with a white bandage. I walked around the room, trying to see if I walk better. I looked up, and the nurse wasn't there. I tried looking for her but I can't move my feet too fast. I stood still and out of the blue, heard a voice behind me. I turned around slowly, and saw the nurse handing me a crutch. Uh-oh, no way. I didn't want to use it, but I can't reject it either. So I just accept it, took my stuff, had a little trouble at the door and thanks to the school principal for helping me out. I wonder what everyone is going to say about this...I thought, walking to my locker with my crutch as a support for my feet.
So I had suffered for 2 or 3 days. Crippled if you like. But now, I'm healed...just not 100% yet.
2 comments:
I enjoyed reading about how you hurt your ankle. I'd love to hear more about the game--sounded like you were having fun. I am glad you are walking normally again.
Nice post anz! and i like your song list. lol :)
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