Choice #2 : Choose the first time you tried to do something new, and describe what happened. This should be in sequence and should reveal how the event affected you.

THE DISC

My sister and I trudged through the woods. We had our sledding discs in hand. Mom had told us that February morning of 2004 to be careful and put on warm clothes. I took that to an extent. I layered myself in five pairs of pants and exactly four sweaters, which probably saved me a broken bone, but no hat.

After about ten minutes of walking we reached the steep hill, which we would now climb. I always hated this part and the snow made it ten times harder. Jessica started the climb and I followed behind reaching for a tree here and there to support myself. I must admit at the age of nine this great hill couldn’t over come me.

Jessica had made it to the top and decided to stop and rest to take a breather. Reaching the top I stopped and made up my mind and did the same. As I sat I put my disc underneath me. All that concerned me was keeping my rear from being froze. I didn’t think anything I was doing could be a danger to myself.

The next moment all I could make out was that I was moving down the hill, flying fast past the trees. I spun around like a spin top and then “THUMP” I hit a large stump. Anything from that moment forward is blank to me. Waking up at the hospital, I was only interested in remembering my multiplication tables. I began to multiply and the first word I said was “nine times nine equals eighty-one”. My mother giggled and I was relieved. I hadn’t even noticed I was in the hospital.

My sister came in a while later and told me the whole story of what had happened. She said after hitting the stump I continued to scream. Well, all of this screaming stopped after I encountered four trees hitting each one with my head. From then to the time I hit the snow covered ground I began to snore and my eyes were rolled back which she noticed while rolling my onto my back. I assume that’s when she began to realize I was no longer conscious. I found this story a bit amusing. Especially after she notified me that the car reeked and would definitely need a deep cleansing since I threw up all over the seats and carpet. My family didn’t mind so much, all that mattered to them was me being alright.

All of a sudden it came to my attention that my pants were no longer on me. They had to cut them off I found out from my mom who saw me looking around frantically. She found it comical that I had worn so many layers. The hilarious part is, it did save me a fracture or a break. I’m glad to say that once listening to my mom actually sounded pretty good to me.


The doctor came in and told me I had to get a cat scan. This sounded freaky to me and I must admit I was a little afraid. It didn’t hurt at all, and the machine made a funny noise. I also saw my brain, my mom said it was rather small and tried to make a joke. The doctor smiled at this and told me I had a concussion.

I stayed in the hospital for probably a day or two. I can’t really remember it is very vague, I never got to go outside and I slept when I felt like it. These two days were the worst, I couldn’t go to the bathroom on my own or even just walk on my own. All the throwing up I did also just took a lot out of me and to top it off my head felt like jell-o, quite disgusting.

I can say all together I have learned a few things about myself and a lesson. I learned I have a peanut sized brain. Also that the hospital jell-o is not my favorite by far, and that walking with a head injury is almost impossible. The lesson I think I’ve learned is to never sled in the woods, there are trees. But, if you ever do decide this is the task you wish to do, please listen when I say this five hats would look great with those five pairs of pants. You could always save yourself a concussion.