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What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger

The Red Wagon July 8, 2013

Filed under: Starting Off Strange — meganorussell @ 8:05 am
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When I was very little there was a farmer’s market at the teeny tiny town hall less than mile uphill from my house. Every week my father would drag me to the town hall on market day to pick up food in my little red wagon. I loved that wagon, until tragedy struck.

One day while being pulled up the hill, my father miscalculated the wagon’s trajectory and dumped me and the wagon into the ditch, which wouldn’t have been so bad except that where I live we have giant ditches. Every year we have excess road funds, mostly because we only have three roads to maintain. So, every year to use up the extra money, they dig the ditches deeper. Now the ditches are about five feet deep. Then they were only three feet, which is still a really long way to fall when you’re little.

I was not badly injured, but deeply traumatized. Never again did I agree to be pulled in the red wagon. I also think this may have contributed to my fear of driving and riding bikes… or really a fear of anything with wheels. Let this be a lesson. Excess road funds should be spent buying fairy wings for small children. Not digging bigger ditches. Fairy wings create happy memories instead of lifelong mental scarring.

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