One time in Grade 5, I was walking back to class from the bathroom. Before I continue, I should note two things. 1. My classroom was just right around the corner from the restroom, next to the lockers. 2. There was a boy in my grade that I had a crush on for the previous year. Now, for whatever reason, I was flailing my arms around in a crazy half-propeller motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just brimming with child-like excitement, I guess. So there I was, swinging my arms wildly, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had inadvertently hit someone in the head. It took me a second to realize who it was: my crush. I was embarrassed, but he just started laughing. To this day, I can probably recall that as one of my top clumsy moments.