The trace which a doctor sewed up of my lip is still left. I think that it doesn’t disappear throughout my life. I was a fool. I never jump onto a giant stride.
Thursday, November 13, 2014
Blog Assignment #61 by Kanae
Today, I’m going to write about having
learned from a bad experience. When I was an elementary school student, I liked
playing outside in break time. So I always played the playground equipment in
school grounds. I played with my friends as always on that day. We decided to
play at a giant stride. While my friends turned a giant stride, I intended to
jump onto it. However, I failed. I was thrown up onto the ground. Therefore, I injured
my lip, and I had stitches for my lip. I troubled my friends who played
together. I troubled teachers and my family, too. The giant stride was removed,
so we were sad. I learned that I must not do the absurd thing from this
experience. In addition, I must not get carried away. I needed power to expect.
The trace which a doctor sewed up of my lip is still left. I think that it doesn’t disappear throughout my life. I was a fool. I never jump onto a giant stride.
The trace which a doctor sewed up of my lip is still left. I think that it doesn’t disappear throughout my life. I was a fool. I never jump onto a giant stride.
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