Conversation 5

There are times in everyone’s lives where we are embarrassed to… be. My first visit with Hussain was one of the most awkward experiences in my life, as we spent nearly 45 minutes looking for each other on campus playing verbal telephone. In recognition of our first talk I figured I would bring to light another fantastic blunder, this time from elementary school.

There, done! I finish the last fraction problem on the worksheet as the bus trundles along the twisting back roads of my neighborhood. Even though it seemingly hit every bump in the road and is perhaps one of he must uncomfortable forms of transportation, today I was glad for the long bus rides home. If there was a day I absolutely had to I could finish all my homework, I could and today was one of those days. My grandmother was coming!

Lifting my head from my folder, I look around and see that it is just my sister and I left on the bus.  Sweet, we’re almost home. I loosely fumbled with the difficult bus windows and took in the warm, humid air. I spotted my house and quickly packed my backpack and twisted my mechanical pencil so as not to break the lead. Every time my grandmother came into town we would go on a trip and this time she said to be excited.

Two hours later we arrived at the ice rink. I was overcome with excitement! My first time skating. I just knew that I was going to be amazing. From the second I stepped on the ice I would be the best, at least that’s what I had told myself. We walked in the front doors and the workers made my grandmother do some kind of paperwork. I honestly couldn’t have cared less. All I could think of was my skates.

The door creaked open and I was greeted by a gust of artificially chilled air. My carefully prepared walk came into full effect as I (what can only be described as a cross between a waddle and falling over) over to the ice rink door. With confidence I grabbed at the side board and put one skate on the ice. With little to no hesitation I strode forward with the security of a seasoned skating savant only to quickly find that the ground was no longer where it was supposed to be. As the ice rushed towards my face one thing passed through my mind, “Well that’s not supposed to happen.”

Not only did I slightly black out, I also ended up in the hospital because the swelling was so bad. The worst part of it was that a couple of my classmates saw me fall. My dreams of being an all-star skater, needless to say, were dashed and I was devastated and embarrassed beyond measure. My grandmother had to leave the next day too so I didn’t even get to enjoy her trip. Overall it was a really bad moment that I still to this shiver about when I think about it.