This was when I was in like second grade. Let me paint a picture. It was a very cold day waiting for the bus. I didn't have contact lenses yet, so I had thick, plastic frame nerd glasses. I forgot my gloves, so I pulled my arms inside my coat to keep my hands warm. There were lots of kids at the bus stop, so we put our book bags down to keep our spot in line and there were large decorative rocks near them. Someone said something and I ran over by the book bags, and proceeded to trip over one of them. Since my arms were inside my coat, I couldn't use them to break my fall. I fell face first into one of the decorative rocks, the bridge of my thick, plastic nerdy glasses broke and went into my the bridge of my nose. End result, lots of blood, screaming, crying, 15 internal stitches and 25 external stitches. Oddly enough, nothing broken. Moral: Always remember your gloves and drink your milk.