When I was eight years old I learned a good lesson, a very hard way. It was painful but when I look back on it, it was funny. I was not paying attention to what was going on around me. I was just trying to stay warm. It was very cold out. Therefore, I had on a big fluffy coat. It was about 7:30, we were going to an auction. There was no more parking in …showed first 75 words of 328 total…

…showed last 75 words of 328 total…all I can think about is “I have fallen and I can’t get up.” From that moment on I have not pulled my arms into my shirt or jacket. I am always afraid I will trip and no one will help me up. They would just leave me to roll around on the ground. Therefore, the lesson that I have learned is to be conscious with what is going on in front of you.