One of the things I can never forget from my childhood was when I was six years at school. I used to play with my best friend jumping step by step. Suddenly she pushed me on the ground, so I fell down and I had a big cut on my leg by some glass was on the floor. Then I started crying. At that time some children laughed at me. I became very angry, also nobody helped me. After that, my father took me to the hospital. I lost too much blood, my mother was very worried because the doctor told her I had to have an operation. I had around forty stitches in my leg, so I didn’t walk for one month. I was very sad, I couldn’t run or play just watched TV. I felt bored. After a month I started walking and I could go back to my school . I can delete that event from my mind. I had the worst time. Nana
Saturday, May 29, 2010
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I think you had a sad and comic story :p
ReplyDeleteIt sound very painful!!! I have never stitched.
ReplyDelete40 stitches are too many!
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