My Childhood Memories in the Sixth Grade

I am a clumsy person. At times I am uncoordinated and I always have bad balance. I like to bump into walls, trip over my own feet, and I sometimes think I have two left hands. Hurting myself seem like an everyday norm to me. When I make sounds like “oouch”, no one really bothers to ask me if I am OK anymore, because they know that I am all right. In Chicago when it snows it really snows. The snow is everywhere.

Cars, houses, buildings, streets, they are all completely white. One day in particular, I was in sixth grade and getting out of school. I was walking with a group of friends to our own home. Everyone was dressed in their warmest outfit. We had on gloves, boots, hats, scarves, and anything that could have a possibility to help keep us nice and warm. As children only in sixth grade we loved to have fun. Snowball fights was what we did to enjoy ourselves before we went straight home.

I didn’t realty enjoy my self during one of these games because I would always get hit in the face, and get frostbite. I still played because I never wanted to be left out of the fun. This day snowballs were flying and everyone(including myself) was screaming and we were have a wonderful time.

I was starting to pick up a nice well rounded ball of snow when I got hit with one and it caught me by surprise.

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I stumbled but I surprisingly caught myself before I fell. I had thrown the snowball towards a group of people and poorly attempted to run away. As the fun and excitement continued on, I proceeded to get attacked with hundreds and hundreds balls of snow, and from every angle. I had started to do a half run while looking behind my shoulder. While doing so I was not paying attention to what was in front of me. Being myself I tripped over the curb into a pool of melted snow that turned into a pool of water. I was drenched from head to toe in cold ice water. All in this moment I couldn’t believe what was happening. At that instant everyone looked and laughed. I got up and I was freezing, not to mention that I was both wet and cold. Random people: Haha! Why is she always falling.

• My sister: Ivory are you ok?
• Me: Um. Not really, I just want to go home.
• My sister: You want me to walk with you?
• Me: No its cool.

I will be fine you can stay and have fun. Everyone saw that I was embarrassed and mad. I think I stopped everyone’s fun. I walked home cold, and embarrassed and I knew I would always be known as inept. To this day I try to be more careful of were I walk but I fail most of the time. I think I have gotten better but all in all I’m still as clumsy as one can get.