wham!

On Saturday morning, I was collecting  icicles from the sides of the house for Kati and Johan, my friends when I slipped on some ice I had carefully avoided. When my head hit the ground, every thing was in slow motion. I couldn't see very well, just blurred colors. Then the garage door opened and mommy came out. She helped me inside, and I sat down in a chair. She checked my eyes to see if I had a concussion. She checked my head to see if it was bleeding. It wasn't. It was a little bit before I could see right. I went outside later, after my head stopped hurting.                                                                                                                                                      George