When I was in fourth grade, I got annoyed with a neighbor boy. He wouldn't stop laughing about something, and I guess it was something I didn't think was very funny at all, because (after several warnings I would do so) I punched him square in the forehead. He went home crying, and I went home none the wiser about my predicament.
Two or three days later, I was writing at my desk at school, and I noticed that my right hand was roughly twice the size of my left. I asked my teacher why this was, and he told me I needed to go home and talk to my parents. The next day we went to the hospital and I was told I had a "Boxer's Fracture," which seemed appropriate enough, and also sounded like the coolest fracture a person could get. However, it meant being in a cast up to my elbow for several months, and it also meant having to confess to my crimes and publicly apologize to the boy I'd slugged. Dang.
The funniest part about the whole ordeal was the number of adults who, upon hearing how I'd gotten my injury, proceeded to instruct me on how and where to properly punch a person (I.E. Nose or jaw before forehead, etc.). You'd think they'd have reprimanded me or something, but nope! Everybody just gave me advice on how to teach that kid a better lesson the next time. Thanks, grown-ups!
@Wes Johnson Hey bro would you mind posting here too??
http://lifebadges.tumblr.com/ just click the submit button and change the drop down to submit a photo...just copy paste story and post same shot?? let me know. thx!
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When I was in fourth grade, I got annoyed with a neighbor boy. He wouldn't stop laughing about something, and I guess it was something I didn't think was very funny at all, because (after several warnings I would do so) I punched him square in the forehead. He went home crying, and I went home none the wiser about my predicament.
Two or three days later, I was writing at my desk at school, and I noticed that my right hand was roughly twice the size of my left. I asked my teacher why this was, and he told me I needed to go home and talk to my parents. The next day we went to the hospital and I was told I had a "Boxer's Fracture," which seemed appropriate enough, and also sounded like the coolest fracture a person could get. However, it meant being in a cast up to my elbow for several months, and it also meant having to confess to my crimes and publicly apologize to the boy I'd slugged. Dang.
The funniest part about the whole ordeal was the number of adults who, upon hearing how I'd gotten my injury, proceeded to instruct me on how and where to properly punch a person (I.E. Nose or jaw before forehead, etc.). You'd think they'd have reprimanded me or something, but nope! Everybody just gave me advice on how to teach that kid a better lesson the next time. Thanks, grown-ups!
12 months ago
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Mike Jones
Rad work! Great story bro! and a welcome addition to the "Life Badge' Collection!
12 months ago
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Mike Jones
@Wes Johnson Hey bro would you mind posting here too??
http://lifebadges.tumblr.com/ just click the submit button and change the drop down to submit a photo...just copy paste story and post same shot?? let me know. thx!
12 months ago
@Mike Jones Done and done! Hope I did that correctly.
12 months ago
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Mike Jones
Yep - thx bro!
12 months ago
Great story mate!..and greater badge!
5 months ago