The Art of Being Clumsy
Launch the media gallery 1 playerAwkwardness is a gift, while clumsiness is a skill. It takes someone truly skilled at the art of being clumsy to roll their ankle doing the same warm-up exercise they do everyday. It also takes someone truly skilled to slip and fall down a flight of stairs they’ve been walking down for years…in the same shoes they’ve had for years.
If you couldn’t tell already, I am talking about myself. I’m still healing from the embarrassment of those events. (Mentally and Physically.)
It all started when I was a young Padawan. (Star Wars reference there.) At the tender age of eight, I began my training by chasing after my brother while on vacation, and then tripping over a rock no smaller than a pebble. This resulted in the scar I have on my right leg…the one that still hasn’t gone away.
A few years later, I was riding my bike through my old neighborhood when I turned around to see where my brother was. The minute I turned back around, my face met a stop sign. The speed I was going made me fall off my bike and basically get knocked out. (Those stop signs mean business, I tell ya.)
I still didn’t learn my lesson from that sign, and a couple of months later, I was sledding in my backyard. Again, I made the untimely mistake of turning around. My face had a brief introduction to something new. The fence.
Now, I have mastered the skill of clumsiness, and I practice it everyday. Most of the time, I don’t necessarily mean too. Because of this special talent, every once in awhile, my face gets the opportunity to see the wall again, or meet the hardwood floors in my house. Lucky me.