Comments on: interview with hannah moskowitz

By: Robinson Mason

Robinson Mason — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 04:05:40 +0000

I’ve never broken a bone, thankfully. A friend did accidentally slam a car door on my pinky right up near the knuckle once and I’m sure it came close to breaking. Getting the locked door open while shouting at the pain was indeed memorable! It was one of those 80’s cars, too, so no soft closing door with a big rubber/foam seal, just hard metal on finger.

By: Larissa

Larissa — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 21:17:13 +0000

My most memorable ouch (no broken bones thus far): I got my teeth knocked out by a golf club when I was 16. Yeah. Ouch.

By: Jo Treggiari

Jo Treggiari — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 20:04:36 +0000

Inspiring interview! Congrats and continued success to Hannah.
I’ve broken a few tiny bones in both my hands. From punching walls. On two different occasions.

By: houndrat

houndrat — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 19:10:32 +0000

Alas, my only broken bone occurred when my toe met the wrong side of a swim paddle during swim practice at age fourteen.

And I already own a copy of the wonderful Break, so no need to enter me in the contest, Cindy. Great interview, though! :)

By: Caster Girl 25

Caster Girl 25 — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 18:44:22 +0000

never broken a bone. But when I was little I was playing water balloon fight with all my older cousins and of course one of them throws one at me right at my feet and I go tumbling down pebbled driveway my grams had. I scraped my knee up really bad and I had this huge gash on the left side of my body since of course I was only wearing a bathing suit. My arms and legs and practically whole body was covered in scratches. But luckily I have only one scar left from that day on my knee! The wonders of aloe vera!!!! Serious that stuff cures EVERYTHING!

By: Amber

Amber — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 04:20:22 +0000

I’ve broken my arms three times.

The first time was when I was 2. Some kids were jumping off of a picnic table, and I wanted to join them. When I got to the edge, it was too high and it frightened me, so I turned around to climb down—but the boy behind me was impatient and pushed me off. My mother didn’t believe me or take me to see the doctor for two days.

The second time, I was doing a cartwheel on some vertically stacked gymnastics mats and fell, landing on the concrete between the wall and the mats on the floor. That break was visibly obvious, and I went to the hospital in an ambulance. My mom was stunned.

The third time, I rode over a big rock on my bike and rode into the mailbox. My arm hurt tons, but my mother (again) didn’t believe me. She took me to the doctor’s office two or three days later (when it swelled up) and asked them to please take an xray so I would shut up. They came back saying, “Mommy Dearest, your daughter has fractured her wrist.”

After that, my mother started to believe me and my dad figured out an algebraic formula to predict when my next break would come. (But he was wrong…)

By: Alexandra

Alexandra — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 01:18:26 +0000

This happened in 6th grade. I was going down some stairs fast, and I wasn’t holding the railing because I was carrying textbooks. When I was almost near the bottom I lost my footing and fell. Hard! I got up, and my left ankle hurt so badly! It became swollen, and I felt dizzy for the rest of the day & almost felt like passing out in one of my classes. I was limping for about 2 weeks after that. I never went to the doctor to get it checked. That was really stupid of me. It randomly starts hurting ’til this day. :(

By: writtenwyrdd

writtenwyrdd — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 21:30:06 +0000

In sixth grade at recess, my friend and I were running about, playing tag I think. She had this brilliant idea and stuck her foot out to trip me and keep me from tagging her. Next thing I knew, I’m lying flat on my back, stunned, and I noticed something was…wrong. Struggled to sit up and my left leg was propped up by my left foot, which was pointed a bit past backwards, having turned counterclockwise to the five position. Not only did I have a cracked ankle, I had a sprain so bad they put my leg in a cast six weeks to immobilize it! I was so grossed out by the sight I promptly sat up and turned my foot around to point the right way. Apparently it was the right decision, because when the teachers got there they didn’t believe that my foot was pointing backwards, nor did the doctor in the ER believe me. I was told an ankle can’t dislocate like that. Well, I’m proof it can! :)

And then there was the time I slipped in the shower in jr. high and fractured my tailbone. Painful!

By: WindyA

WindyA — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 21:08:29 +0000

Never broken a bone (knocking on wood) … but my most memorable “ouch” injury would be when I was 5 and we were out swiping pears from one of the neighbor’s trees and in a rush to not get caught or get in trouble, I tripped over a barb on the fence and had a gash that ran from the top of my foot all the way to my knee.

Top that off with a tetanus shot and you’ve got a reminder that there is NO fruit on ANY tree THAT good.

By: Serena

Serena — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 18:38:40 +0000

Oh, cool!

When I was around seven, I was hit by a motorcycle.

My friend had thrown something across the street, and silly little me thought it would be okay to walk across and get it. I heard the motorcycle before I saw it. The sound is so unforgettable, I still have nightmares where I hear the noise. So, it hit me. They say I flung ten feet away. A few broken ribs, broken nose, and lots of scratches and wounds. It was so scary.