Narrative Essay On Recess

It was a normal day in New York city. I was playing basketball with my friends in the park. When I went up for a dunk, and I got fouled and flipped around and snapped my leg. My friends were saying “get some help now.” While was setting down on the floor crying, holding my leg. When my friends called the ambulance for help.

One lovely afternoon I was at my indoor soccer game. I was in an indoor league with some of my friends and we were tearing every team we played. That day we were going to play against an academy team, which have very good players.I had arrived about two minutes before the game. I was pretty late because I had gone to go eat before with my brother. So because of that I didn’t start and I wasn’t warmed up either. Nathan, my coach was like “Hey man did you go sew your clothes?,” in a jokingly was because I was late. The game had begun now and it was already intense. It was back to back If I do say so. The first half was an exciting one as it was all tied up two to two. I had played about half of the half. Now came the second half, and later on I went on the pitch. Some kid and I jumped up into the air to win the ball. We both did, and when I fell down, I guess I landed on my hand the wrong way. I felt a sudden pain on my hand. My wrist was all jacked up. It was horrendous as I looked down at my hair in shock as It looked like the top of mountains.I couldn’t feel my hand, It hurt quite a lot when i attempted to move it. My teammates, the opponents, my coach, the referee, and my brother all gathered around me to see what had happened. I wasn’t crying or anything but I sure wanted to. Actually I really did haha. My brother questioned “ oh dang man, you good?,” and well I just looked at him in pain, I didn’t know what to say. When the ambulance arrived at the

I was on the varsity softball team for Oakridge High School. On the 6th of May our opponent was Montague. It was the bottom of the 7th inning, I was playing right field. I was running to my position, and all of a sudden had to sneeze, so I stopped behind first base. Let me just tell you, huge mistake. Next thing I knew I was on the ground. People start swarming me and asking me all these questions, and at the same time I was trying to process what

Before realizing what was happening, a nurse was trying to put an IV in my arm. The needle compared to my little arm looked huge and too long to go in my arm. I refused to let them touch me and tried to run to my mom. When they had a hard time succeeding at putting my IV in, they decided to get help from my mom. She calmly told me to lay down and to watch her, while they put the needle in. It was hard to ignore the pain pulsing through my arm and all the commotion happening all around me. I looked at my mom and saw the tears that were falling down her face as they held me down. When they were done, there was an IV and a cast on my arm, so that I would not be able to pull the IV out. Then they wheeled me into another room where my mom held and comforted me, while we waited to hear the results.

The parents were fed up with our wild animal like behavior and told us to play downstairs in the basement. We all went down the basement and started to playing tag. Therefore, we had to be careful playing because the basement was not finished at the time and had metal studs where the walls are supposed to go and the concrete floors that are now hardwood. When everybody went upstairs because they were as tired as an olympic runner after a meet my Dad came down to fix a light bulb. He used a ladder to fix it so he could reach and when he was done he went upstairs so I was the only one in the basement. I wanted to be like my Dad so I decided to climb the ladder. I was at the top when my foot slipped off the ladder. Somehow I was able to turn my body around and grab onto a pipe to stop myself from falling. I felt the pipe starting to brake so I decided to swing on to the metal stud next to me because I was sure that was going to hold me. When my

While they were trying to figure out what happened my mom started to bandage me

I overheard an eighth-grade boy say that recess at sixth grade are like deer entering the woods on opening rifle day. They run out so fast. Sixth-grade students race out to get to recess. Some kids play four square while others play different things or just wander around.Two graders were playing around and acting like they were throwing fireballs at each other one anonymous seventh grader said. Another eighth grader said that they looked like the people playing Dragon Ball Z. One of the sixth graders said that recess is always fun for his friends and himself. Another sixth grader said that she really does not care about recess because all she does is stand around. She also said, why go outside and freeze when you can talk inside and be nice

When the next round came around we all tried to find a good spot to go and hide or find cover. We had about 30 seconds to start the fight I took the sneaky approach again but this time I got impatient. And ran when someone found me but I ran to fast and I tripped on a curb and twisted my ankle when I tripped I started crying but I didn't feel anything. Because of the adrenaline I had from the fight and running. That is why I didn’t feel anything, but I at the time I didn’t know what was wrong and why I couldn’t get up. When I fell my brother and my friends ran over to me and kind of gathered around me, so my brother asked me why am I crying and what happened to me. I said to him that I ran and tripped over a curb. He

Going all the way back to Elementary school, I had a crazy story that happened around the 4th grade. I was at recess and we had a lot of room to play on during recess. There were many trees around the area. Me being a kid at the time I liked to play with sticks and there were many sticks on the ground. So for me liking sticks I picked one up and started to wave it around all my friends. All of a sudden one of the lunch ladies starts running down, blowing her whistle to stop me from waving the stick around. The lunch lady then took me up to be put on the wall. The wall is where the kids who got in trouble for something sit on there and can’t play for a period of time. I did not play for the rest of recess. After that, my class and I went back

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Every siblings are different, but my parents knew as my brother got older that we had something very different from each other. Recently my brother was diagnosed to be being born with ADHD. School has always been a very big struggle for my brother. The way ADHD has affected my brother is that unlike the rest of us the part of his brain that is suppose to give him self control doesn't function properly like our brains do. The cutting of recess time has had a bigger effect on my brother than most kids in his grade.

We had this playset that had a bar on the left side to do flips on. On the other side there was a climbing rope, and in the front there were two swings. My brother and I came up with a game to see who could get over the bar fastest by doing a flip. So the first few times I did it I was fine, I grabbed the bar put my stomach on it and spun down. My brother and I took turns and on my 3rd turn I must not have done it correctly, but either way I hit my head on it right below my eyebrow. I fell on the ground and held my hand to my eye, by then I started crying because of shock. Surprisingly it didn’t hurt that bad, but it was just throbbing. My brother came over and told me to move my hand so he could look at it when I did he looked worried, he told me that we had to go in the house right away. I had blood all over the palm of my hand and on the right side of my face. He helped me up and walked there with me to the house.

Over the past 20-25 years, recess has been cut back in some schools and completely cut back in others. Students do need recess because studies shown by Newman and Colleague that through outdoor activities, students can learn valuable methods for managing school- and family-related stress. Additionally, recess also increases social skills. According to Jarrett 2003, “Recess may be the only opportunity for some children to engage in social interactions with other children.” Although recess may use up valuable time for learning, it is not an applied explanation.

to stay in for recess since it was raining out which means we have to stay in for Friday because it doesn't count apparently. At recess I saw a fight I was pretty suprised when It because I was litterly just hanging out and talking with Olizah, Arelis, and Alice and then out of now were i just see that happen. Well it didn't last that long which was good.

The weird part: I didn`t cry. I just remember screaming as loudly as I possibly could as my friends rushed to me and called my parents. I heard gasps, as people tried not to stare at my instantly bruised elbow turning purple and blue. As I was rushed into an ambulance, I could see the worry in my parents sorry eyes, and didn’t know what to do. Once we arrived at the intimidating hospital, with people on gearnies being rolled around all over the first floor, the doctor came to me after what felt like a year. They rolled me to a dark, secluded room where they x-rayed my elbow. I was rolled back and put on medicine that relieved the pain, and put me to sleep, which after all three doses, still barely worked.