At one point in Grade 5, I was making my way back to class from the bathroom. Before I go on, I should mention two things. 1. My class was literally just around the bend from the bathroom, next to the lockers. 2. There was a boy in my grade that I had a crush on for the past year. Now, for some reason, I was flailing my arms around in a unrestrained half-propeller motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just overflowing with child-like excitement, I guess. So there I was, flailing my arms wildly, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had inadvertently smacked someone in the face. It took me a second to understand who it was: my crush. I was embarrassed, but he just laughed. To this day, I can probably cite that as one of my top clumsy moments.