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My Journal MIDWEST GIRL Chapter 5 By Abbe Willner Copyright 2001 Abbe Willner
Another
memorable time, is when Sarah broke her leg…
not just broke her leg, but had broken it in 4 places, one of
which, if I'm not mistaken was a "compound fracture" meaning
the bone exited the skin. She
never did things in a way that wasn't
noticed. Dad had taken us
to Wisconsin to ski… That night, I
had to be about (5-6), I positioned myself very close to her, and said,
"I'm sorry you are in pain."
Tears entering my eyes, empathetically feeling her pain, and she,
without even a glance, basically told me to _______ off. Sarah was very
thin. Boyish in build.
I remember milkshakes being made before bed for her so that she
would have enough fuel to ward off whatever next upcoming difficulty was
to come her way. This was
always a major concern. If you could call it an illness, the only one I ever had was spilling milk at the dinner table…. I got nervous, and inevitably spilled my milk. I didn't know it then, but this worked well as a diversion.
To say that I
was a clumsy child would again, be an understatement.
A major rule of algebra states, " The quickest way from
point A to B
is a straight line." I adhered to this steadfastly….even if it meant dropping several feet to continue on my destination. Distinguishing between bruises and dirt was mighty job. And, one left to my dad. I loved bath time.. It was there that he gently bubbled, wiped and, connected with me without saying a word. To this day, a bath is still my preference.
Chapter 6 to follow.... |
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