Sat. 8/4:Broken Arm, Unbroken Spirit
Here's my account of when Marissa broke her arm back in 2008. Just thinking about her attitude through that ordeal inspires me!
Marissa, you crashed your scooter at the bottom of the driveway. I walked down to help you and knew instantly that your arm was broken-your pallor was grey, and you looked like your right arm had two elbows. Dad and I took you to the hospital, where they twisted and turned your arm in X-ray, poked you with an IV, and splinted your tender arm. You never cried once. Finally, you just couldn’t take it anymore and drifted off to sleep.
Diagnosis...broken arm...above and below the elbow! Well, that certainly did not stop you! After the rough night in the hospital, you got back to business, sporting a splint, then a purple cast, and later a pink cast. You chose to write with your left hand in kindergarten, continued to play hard with your brothers, and even competed in as an orange belt in a tournament! You proved that a broken arm doesn’t have to break your spirit! November-December 2008
Lettering Delights-Underwood Pica