Is It Broken or not?

By Aditi

Bounce!

       Bounce!

   Bounce!

           I was two years

old and I was jumping

on the sofa in the

decorator center

with my friend, Akash.

Just then, I tripped over

the side of the sofa and

fell down on my hand!

Then Akash fell on me!

      I started to cry! My

Mom came quickly and

she took me to the

emergency room at the

hospital.

       The doctor said my

arm was broken after

he checked the X-ray.

        And so, they asked

me "Which color would

you like your cast to

be?"

"Purple"I said.

       I had to wear my

cast for four weeks and

my Mom had to feed

me, and help me take a

bath by putting a plastic

bag around my arm.

       I was worried that

my arm would look

patchy with pink and

brown skin.

        When they took my

cast off, I was so

relieved that my skin

wasn't even patchy!

        I guess breaking my

arm wasn't so bad after

all because I didn't have

to do many things!