What date was it?
Not exactly sure.
As you can see from the photo above, it was taken some time between 1994-1995. I was in the 2nd grade attending W. C. Andrews Elementary School at Portland, Texas. I was the shortest kid in my class, and for every class I attended throughout the end of college.
Right now, I am standing at 5'5. Imagine how tall I was there. Oh well, size does not really matter. By the way, my dad thought I was going to be a fat kid as I grew older, since I had a disproportionate body with a huge head attached to a small body. For example, I had similar body features, like the cartoon character, Bobby, who appeared in the 1990s animated TV show, "Bobby's World."
Before this photo was taken, my mom and I were in an argument about what to wear. I won the argument, and preferably wore my comfortable clothes. I had no style whatsoever, except my high top shoes, Converse Chuck Taylor's All Star, Tasmanian Devil special edition. Heck, it looked like I was wearing a skirt.
Of course, my mom always wanted me to dress up on special events or occasions. Also, I was forced to wear my best attire at Mass, for the reason that, my mom was raised from a very strict Catholic family. She would try her best to keep the family tradition going on. Now, I see some people at Mass only wearing casual clothes, like Golden State Warriors' gear.
Time has changed. It is a new generation. Honestly, I am not a fully devoted Catholic, even though I was baptized and I went to a Catholic school from 4th grade to 12th grade. I still do believe in God. As long as I know my morals. My mom knows, and she respects my belief.
I believe this photo was taken a few months before my near death experience. On to my story...
Thus, I was either 7 or 8 years old. It happened during recess, some time between 10 and 10:30. We were playing a game of tag, where whoever is the "it" person must touch somebody and say, "Tag, you're it!" The objective of the game is to avoid the "it" person. Even though I was the shortest kid, I was the fastest runner out of everybody, so I was rarely "it."
(In this technology age, I wonder if kids these days know the game of tag. If they did, would they ever play it? I doubt it. They would be playing Pokémon Go instead. Yuh, I am being judgmental.)
On a sunny day, my classmates and I continued to play a game of tag. As the "it" person was chasing me, I ran and jumped over a hand railing, like parkour style, even though I did not know anything stunt-related at that time. Somehow, I fell awkwardly, and my head landed into the cement. As I was laying on the cement, my body was feeling fine, except my vision. I can only see darkness. I was scared and crying loudly in tears.
I was surrounded by a group of my classmates, who were still trying to comfort me. The loud bell had rang. Recess was over. Everybody stayed near me. I tried widening my eyes, yet I can only still see darkness. Like I said, all my senses were functioning, except my vision. A few minutes later, I heard a siren nearby. My teacher told me, "Your mom is here."
While I was crying in tears, I told my mom, "I am trying my best to open my eyes, but I still can't see anything. I don't want to be blind!"
She answered, "It's okay. I'm here with you all the way through."
The paramedics carried me into a wheeled stretcher, and took me to their ambulance truck. Then, I heard a loud applause from everybody.
3 days have passed. As I was laying on the hospital bed, I woke up with my eyes wide open for the very first time, since the accident, and I saw my mom asleep on the chair right next to me. I woke up my mom, and told her, "Mom, I am fine now." We hugged each other tightly, while the doctor came in.
He told me, "Due to your head fall, you suffered a traumatic brain injury, a concussion. Your brain was not able to function normally, in that case, your vision was disturbed."
Let's come back to the cartoon character, Bobby. Possibly, having a big head at that time, was a great thing. However, it might have given myself more cushioning. I should have jokingly told my doctor about it. Too little, too late. Attached photo below is Bobby himself. Ironically, we have the same shoes as well.
(Remember that Nickelodeon TV cartoon show, Doug)
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