Lesson Learned

It was a warm, breezy afternoon during the lunch hour at King Traditional School. I was in grade four. Two of my friends and I were sitting on one of the yellow gates that blocked the entrance to the school. The gate was open so it was swung open to the side. We were sitting on the gate trying to balance ourselves without falling. We would hoist ourselves up and then hold hands to see who could balance the longest. One day as we were doing that, I started to fall but tried to get my balance back. I fell backwards and since I was holding hands with my two friends, I had no hands to stop my fall and I fell smack right on my head. When I tried to get up I was so dizzy, and everything was blurry like I had just gotten off a roller coaster at play land. My friend ran to grab a lunch time supervisor which just so happened to be my aunt that day. She took me to the office so I could sit and wait until my mom came to get me. When my mom came, she decided to take me to the doctors to see what he would say. The doctor told me that I had a hematoma and that my mom would have to wake me up every two hours during the night to make sure that when I fell asleep, I would still wake up. I ended up with a huge bump like the size of a goose egg on the back of my head. I did learn a good lesson though; and still now to this day, I don’t sit on those entrance gates anymore!