Scars with history
You've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
You've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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On the left, artistic temprement, on the right, green fingers gone black...
I dropped a shovel on my right hand when i was about 10 - it made a nice diagonal black stripe across the back of my hand finishing with a little finger that's still swollen larger than that of the other hand. My little fingernail went black then blue and then dropped off when i was swimming. It grew back fine though.
And embedded in the middle of the palm of my left hand is a piece of graphite that's been there since i was about five. I was drawing a picture with an HB pencil, and the damned seagulls just would'nt come out how i wanted them to, would they? So in a fit of artistic rage, i drove the freshly sharpened point into my hand, breaking the tip off in the process and producing a good deal of bleeding and tears - on my "artwork"!
For some reason, maybe because it was in too deep, it never got removed. So my skin healed over and it's still in there as a little blue dot and a reminder of why I did Design Tech GCSE, not Art.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 23:03, Reply)
I dropped a shovel on my right hand when i was about 10 - it made a nice diagonal black stripe across the back of my hand finishing with a little finger that's still swollen larger than that of the other hand. My little fingernail went black then blue and then dropped off when i was swimming. It grew back fine though.
And embedded in the middle of the palm of my left hand is a piece of graphite that's been there since i was about five. I was drawing a picture with an HB pencil, and the damned seagulls just would'nt come out how i wanted them to, would they? So in a fit of artistic rage, i drove the freshly sharpened point into my hand, breaking the tip off in the process and producing a good deal of bleeding and tears - on my "artwork"!
For some reason, maybe because it was in too deep, it never got removed. So my skin healed over and it's still in there as a little blue dot and a reminder of why I did Design Tech GCSE, not Art.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 23:03, Reply)
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