Jerry Chung 9-11-2002 Period 1 Project Short Story It was a great day that day. I was in the third grade. I had fun with my friends in school. It was time for our gym class.
The whole class had gone to gym. Our teacher felt us with the gym instructor. At first we got dressed with the appropriate clothes. We where playing kickball and a girl got injured. So then the gym instructor told us not to do anything and stay where we were. She went over to the injured girl.
When the teacher went over to the injured girl another boy came up to me and said let’s play a game. So I got up and he wanted to play tag. So I said okay. He was it so I ran away from him. He had caught up to me and pushed me as hard as he could. I was falling on the ground with my head first, so I put my arms in front of my face to prevent my head from getting injured.
I was in extreme pain when I hit the floor. Everyone was watching me and then the gym instructor went to me. I said my arm was in extreme pain so she sent me to the nurse’s office. The nurse knew me very well so she called my mother.
My mother came and picked me up to go to a doctor. My mom drove to Chinatown to see a doctor. The doctor told my mother that my arm was broken and that I needed a cast on. My mother called my father and told him what had happened. My father drove me to the hospital. My father told the doctors that my arm was broken.
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A Country Devastation People would never accept the way the doctor in Franz Kafka's "A Country Doctor" performs. The Doctor acts completely unlike a genuine doctor. The whole story is based on a situation that is completely unlike that of an authentic house call made by a real life country doctor. A doctor would never leave one of his employees after being injured, a doctor would not go to tend to ...
I went into a x-ray room. I got my left arm x-rated and it was broken. I went into the emergency room. The doctors tranquilized me. I was asleep for two hours. While I was asleep the doctors put a cast on my left arm.
I woke up in two hours and I saw my father, mother, and brother with me. My father gave me some cookies to eat. So I ate them and then three minutes later I threw them up. My father drove us home. I got yelled at for breaking my arm. They both gave me a lecture.
I could not take a shower unless I had something to protect my left arm from water going into the cast. I had to be careful not to move my left arm at all. The next day I went to school. My teacher let five children at a time out to the hallway to see me and ask questions. I told them that I would get my cast off in six weeks. After I had my cast taken off I was more cautious.
I saw the kid who did this to me in recess. I did not want revenge or to hurt him for what he done. All I wanted from him was an apology from him.
