One time in fifth grade, I was heading back to the classroom from the washroom. Before I proceed, I should mention two things. 1. My class was just just around the bend from the bathroom, next to the cubbyholes. 2. There was a boy in my classroom that I had a crush on for the past year. Now, for some reason, I was swinging my arms around in a crazy half-propeller motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just overflowing with child-like excitement, I guess. So there I was, waving my arms enthusiastically, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had accidentally slapped someone in the head. It took me a second to recognize who it was: my crush. I was horrified, but he just burst out laughing. To this day, I can probably recall that as one of my top clumsy moments.