In first grade my friend Mimi broke her leg by falling out of a tree and I was really jealous because everyone signed her cast and she got to get pulled in the wagon during recess. I climbed our apple tree all the time and sat in its branches and hoped with all my heart that I would fall out and break my leg too. I was too chicken to jump though. It wasn’t a very tall tree so I seriously doubt I would have broken anything even if I did fall. In retrospect, I probably should have concentrated more on falling off my horse or bike. Hindsight’s always 20-20. I still have yet to break a bone.