Well, if you need some pointers on falling in public, ask me. I do it often. On stage, walking to class, trying to dance, down the stairs in a hoop skirt (I rolled down, actually), into the fire at girl's camp (you read that right)... everywhere really. If I had followed through with my dance training I might not be so clumsy, but it's possible that wouldn't have saved me. The upside is that I'm pretty practiced at not injuring myself when I do fall.
The latest accident happened on Saturday at the "Parleys' Got Talent" talent show/activity. I am on the Activities committee and was helping with refreshments. I chose not to put a talent together (I know, I know, stop hiding under a bushel -- I love to be onstage but much prefer to be a character than myself. Plus, I was sick all month and didn't feel like getting anything ready) but was glad for a chance to help and support those who WERE brave enough to share!
However, the emcee had the great idea to acknowledge the Activities committee. She wanted us all to gather in front of the stage and take a bow. Of course, most of the committee hid (our leader said she was in the bathroom -- lucky duck), but I decided to be gracious and make my way around the tables to the stage.
Unfortunately, I'd forgotten about the candy on the floor, courtesy of a lip sync to "I Want Candy" where some of the ladies threw candy out to the audience. I jogged up to the other girls on the committee, intending to give double high fives and then raise the roof to the audience.
Instead, two feet away from the stage I slipped on a piece of candy, fell to my knees, and just kept going down. I rolled, jumped up, did the superstar pose, and said, "I'm okay!" I got a huge round of applause.
So much for flying under the radar at the talent show!!
The next day the committee started planning a summer camping trip, and when I mentioned that I back in the day I fell in the fire at girl's camp, they had a good laugh... guess I've established myself as a klutz. At least I'm a lovable one, right? Right!??
I can walk and read, I can walk and talk, and I can walk and chew gum, but just plain walking is an adventure, especially when I'm trying not to make a fool of myself. I should embrace the fact that I am an uncool goofball. Yet, I keep trying to prove otherwise.
Given this mishap, is it any wonder that I fear randomly rolling my ankle, falling off the sidewalk, landing in the street, and getting hit by a car? If you were as accident prone as I, you'd understand.
Gracious, maybe, but graceful? Not so much.
Oh well, at least I can laugh at myself!
3 comments:
I too have fallen in the fire pit at girls camp!! I'm glad I'm not the only one. Sounds like you still had fun. I'm glad that you can still jump up and smile after falling. :) Loves!!
Well this just proves we're siblings. I don't know why/how, but somehow I'm very coordinated when playing sports or working out, and then very clumsy when just walking. I hit my shoulders on door frames, bang my knees on the couch, and stumble far too frequently just walking up stairs. Guess we're kindred spirits that way, sis!
Oh, that reminds me of an accident that Summer had on Sunday! She had just finished giving a stellar talk in Primary and was running over to give me a "didn't I do great?" hug, when she stepped on the hem of her dress and totally biffed it. Luckily she was okay, but it was a moment! Kids don't get embarrassed when they fall too much, but we, as adults, do!
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