I remember that I was around 4 or 5 and it was christmas morning. I was really excited that Santa had come and that he had left us presents. I was running around and sliding on the floor (which was wood) when I happened to feel a sharp pain in my rear. I had an inch long splinter in my butt cheek. So instead of having christmas that morning I had to go to the hospital to get the splinter removed. It took 3 or 4 people to hold me down. It was horrible. I was 4 then so my identity and personality have changed a little but I am still energetic. I don't really slide on floors anymore though.
