Welcome to Room 119
Mrs. Aronson's 4th Grade Class
Bowdoin Central School
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One day, five days before my birthday, I was at my cousin’s house. Abby and Libby let me ride their motor bike. It was sunny outside. While I was driving the bike I saw a big heavy-duty work truck. The driver stopped suddenly so that he wouldn’t hit me. I headed into the driveway. That’s when the tragedy happened. I did not use the break because I was afraid the motor bike would flip over. eeeerrrrrr bang! I crashed into a stone wall! At first it felt like my jaw was out
of its socket. My chin had hit the stone wall. My chin was gushing
blood. I put my thumb to my chin and pulled it off again. The whole
entire thumb was covered in blood. My dad and uncle rushed me inside
and covered my chin with a cloth to try and stop the bleeding. After
looking at my chin they decided I would need stitches. |
He put some mushy orange gel on my chin. I’m not sure what it was for, but after he let me rest for a little while he came back with a needle and Novocain. He shot me in the chin with the needle
filled with Novocain. That was the worst part and it hurt! I rested a
little more until my chin became numb. Then the doctor sewed some stitches
in. He put three in, and you’d When I got back to my cousin’s house Gabe gave me a little toy hammer. It was gold. I think now it is buried in the sand box at Bowdoin Central School. The accident has changed my opinion about riding motor bikes. I don’t want to ride motor bikes anymore but I will ride a motor scooter!
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