First Essay – Memoir
The Pond Incident
When I was a child I was always told about how strong I was. This was a big deal since I wasn’t even supposed to survive due to having the umbilical cord around my neck. The doctors told my parents that if I survived the first seventy two hours, they would see how much brain damage I had. It wasn’t IF I would have brain damage, but how much. I was to be one of the lucky ones. Not only did I live, but I didn’t have brain damage that anyone could find. I was however, cross-eyed until I was about a year old. I also had every childhood illness before I was a year old. I had chicken pox at three months, German measles at six months, and mumps at nine months. I even had surgery at six weeks old for an abscess in my chest. My family has always told stories of my unusual strength. They were not just about my physical strength but my mental strength as well. I was often told about when I was a year old and my parents found me hanging off the edge of the sink by my fingertips, after I tipped over the stool on which I had been climbing. They told me I never made a sound, but just hung there waiting for someone to get me down. I love the one told to me, when my grandfather lifted me onto the swing set and told me bring my toes up to touch my nose. I would love to be able to still do that! When I was about four, I picked up a baby copperhead from a creek and carried it back to our campsite. My grandfather smacked the snake out of my hand and chopped it all to pieces. I cried over my little snake and didn’t find out until I was older why they had killed it. Hey, I never said I was smart, just strong. When the pond incident happened I was seven years old, walking home from school with a friend in the winter. He wanted to go into the City Park and play on the ice on the “Little Pond”. We had two ponds in our park so we always referred to them as Little Pond and Big Pond. This pond had a...
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