One time in Grade 5, I was heading back to the classroom from the bathroom. Before I proceed, I should note two things. 1. My classroom was literally just around the bend from the washroom, next to the cubbyholes. 2. There was a boy in my classroom that I had a crush on for the previous year. Now, for whatever reason, I was waving my arms around in a wild half-propeller motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just filled with child-like joy, I guess. So there I was, waving my arms wildly, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had unintentionally smacked someone in the cheek. It took me a second to realize who it was: my crush. I was horrified, but he just laughed. To this day, I can probably recall that as one of my top clumsy moments.