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THE MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT OF MY LIFE “Be careful, that black ice is dangerous,” my mother shouted as I ran out of the house in weathered sneakers and a hat dangling from my coat pocket. Black ice, as my mother called it, was an invisible sheet of ice that covered the pavement after a snowfall. I could see my friends at the end of the block, motioning for me to hurry along. The sidewalk was still full of snow that had accumulated from the previous night, but the road looked beautifully plowed. “Invisible ice,” I said to myself, over and over again, as I ran into the street. Only it was too late. Like a movie in slow motion, my feet came out from underneath me, while I lost control on the ice. My arms were still moving, as though I had been running a race. Flailing in the air, I used them to try to keep my balance. It didn’t work. Suddenly, my knees skid across the pavement, for what felt like a mile-and-a-half. I held my hands directly in front of me thinking I would protect my face from hitting the frozen road. After what felt like an hour, my body came to a screeching halt. Small particles of ice filled the hole in my sneaker, reminding me that I should have listened to my mother when she told me to wear my boots. Paying no attention to the blood and bruises on my kneecaps, all I could see were my friends in the distance. I could see their lips moving, but couldn’t make out what they were saying. What I did see and hear loud and clear was the ridicule, the teasing, and the laughing. My cheeks turned bright red as they walked toward me. The second I saw them coming closer; I pretended to get up as if nothing had happened. I considered pretending I fell as a joke to make them laugh. I even considered pretending my wallet fell out of my coat and I jumped to get it. As they approached, I could see they were laughing so hard that tears were coming out of their eyes. I couldn’t help it – I too, broke into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. “Hey Sam, you okay?” Mike exclaimed. “Let me give you a hand,” Lisa suggested. Trying to be serious and acting as though this was a serious situation, my friends tried desperately to keep straight faces. The more they tried, the harder we laughed. As cool as I tried to be, nothing worked. I looked like a complete idiot and figured the best thing that I could do was to laugh along with them. Clearly, our plans for ice-skating that day didn’t work out. Arm-in-arm, the four of us walked back to my house, still unable to control the laughter. I walked in the middle, hobbling slightly and leaning on the arms of Mike and Lisa. I could see my mother watching us through the window. Although I thought she would yell at me for not listening to her, her behavior was quite the opposite. Our laughter must have been contagious because the second I walked through the door, my mother greeted me with a smile and the video camera. “So Sam, how was the fall?” were the only words that came out of her mouth and she taped my response. I don’t think I’ll ever be as embarrassed as I was that day. But what I have learned is that embarrassing moments shared between friends can be the most memorable experiences of a lifetime. |
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