My Accident Story

The Epic Fall

February 2019

By: Sarah

I am learning to: entertain my audience with a recount.

Have you ever really hurt yourself? If so, what was it? And was it as simple as grazing your knee or as gory as your guts pouring out of you? Well this is the story of my accident… the epic fall. Now most people when they fall they do it with grace and perhaps it only take themselves down, but not me I was basically a bull in china shop.

Now, for those of you who don’t know, a typical irish dancing class is very loud because of the girls banging out their dances, the music playing and also our dance teacher yelling over the top of us telling us to correct our mistakes. Now one of the most important things to do in Irish dancing is to have your shoes tied tightly, after all if they get loose and flung off, especially in hard shoes, they could hit someone in the head and knock them unconscious!

“Come on girls!” shouted my dancing teacher. We were all at another dance class banging out our dance into the floor, when I realised my shoe was untied! The laces were going all over the place, so I stopped dancing and stepped to the side. “Sarah? What are you doing? Oh.. Tie your shoe quickly and then get back here.”

I strolled off to the side and I targeted a chair, not known to me at that time, but it was THE EVIL CHAIR. I went over, it was like slow motion, I stepped my foot down and slipped on a puddle of water, reaching out I grabbed the chair to help break my fall but, oh no... the chair came down with me! I crashed to the floor with my knee in a position that looked quite wrong. The chair was on top of me and all of a sudden I had a banging headache with the noise all around me.

It took a few moments to realise what just happened. My knee hurt so bad that it felt like someone had torn my knee apart! Then I heard my dancing teacher and fellow irish dancers all saying in a chorus, “Are you okay Sarah?” “What happened?”

My other dance teacher came over with some ice. They took the chair off me then they straightened my leg, took my shoe off and put ice on my foot. “It hurts on my knee not my foot,” I said so they replaced the ice on my knee. Then after about a minute they lifted me over to the bench to rest for the remaining few minutes of dance class.

Since then I have always looked out for unexpected puddles and chairs that are not your friend and most of all I have tried to be less clumsy!!