The Bearded Second Grader
Did you have a beard when you were in second grade?
Got some gravel to the chin, alot of it!
Imagine a hot, rocky gravel road shredding your face! And not just your face but your entire body, covered in blood while skin is torn off from your arms legs and your face! I'm pretty sure that everyone loves there face and wants it to never get messed up. And you guys might already know that, that wasn't the first time I fell off a bike and busted up my face, and loosing an entire tooth.
Don't go over the top
When I fell off my bike, for some reason I thought leaning forward will help not to land on my face... it didn't work like I wanted it to.
Just stick to training wheels
(Yeah baby well I went down a hill with no training wheels)!
When I fell off my bike I was about three days off of my training wheels and still getting used to not having training wheels. So going down the hill with no training wheels was a living night mare! And I didn't want to bail because;
One: My friends were all calling each other "Chicken"
Two: It was to late to bail because there was to many cars on the side of the road
And Three: I wanted to prove that I was faster and to prove I can beat them
FEAR FACE!!!
As soon as I was in mid-air, all I could do was scream and yell. It literally felt like I was flying for a good five seconds. And to be honest to everybody, I screamed like a girl.
What I went through
A bike, a lot of pain, and a beard
It was just an average Saturday spring evening, I decide to ride bikes with my friends. then we race, and I fell face first slammed my chin and bounced and slammed against the road. My friends helped me home that was up the huge steep hill. Once I got to my house my mom tried to stitch my chin up, but I was struggling to much. 911 was called I was inside the ambulance and was inside the hospital on the stretcher and then the doctors tried to get the stitches on me. My only reaction was to fight back and not let them touch me! it took about 4 to 5 doctors and nurses to hold me down. They then strapped me down and got the stitches on me. The next day at school I had a beard! A blue, prickly beard. And my friends said "At least you won"!