Thursday, 7 November 2013
My second broken arm when I was 4.
"Bye Sophie. Bye Mum". My mum had left me at Kindy in Paeroa. I thought it was going to be a normal day. I went outside to play on the playground. I went down the slide, up the ladder and then the monkey bars. I went past the first bar, the second bar. I put my left hand on the third bar. BAAM! I hand slipped and landed on my left arm. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh! I had broken my arm. Suddenly everyone started crowding around me. I was there for 2 minutes. Lucky mum started sprinting to me. I was taken to the hospital straight away. I was there for the night and I had a bright pink, sparkly cast. I was feeling better.
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