For as long as I can remember, I've enjoyed making people laugh, whether it be by telling a joke, writing an anecdote; carving a piece of wood, or building my website!
.At the tender age of eleven, I thought I was going to die that dreadful day at the picnic, and the following true story is how it all happened!
I grew up and still reside in Albuquerque, New Mexico (USA), and my family lived down the street from a community center where us kids used to go to participate in activities such as sports, arts and crafts, dancing and we had a lot of fun, especially during the summer months when school was out.
One day, a bus load of us kids from the community center, were taken to the Fraternal Order of Police grounds near the Rio Grande river, for an all day picnic. The usual stuff was there...hot dogs; hamburgers, softball, horse shoes...ice cream...and, that's where it all started...the ICE CREAM!
The ice cream was kept cold, with the use of dry ice, and when the picnic was over, three of us kids decided to take some of the dry ice with us on the bus! (Big mistake) We all had small pieces of dry ice in a box, and we thought it would be cool (no pun intended), to pretend we were doing a little smoking! We would put a piece of the dry ice in our mouths, and watch the steam from the ice come out of our mouths and noses! (When the brains were handed out, none of us kids were standing in line)
Kids will be kids...and it was fun for a while, and then...a sharp turn by the bus to the right, and a little horseplay to go with it by others in the bus...and PANIC! I swallowed the piece of dry ice I had in my mouth, and it lodged in my throat! I quickly found myself on the floor in the back of the bus, gasping for air, as the dry ice was burning, and blistering and swelling my throat!
I was scared to death, as I lay there and several of the kids, were standing over me laughing and laughing! I was dying on the floor...and they were laughing! Fortunately, we were close to the community center, and the bus driver whisked me into his car and took me to a near-by hospital. I was given emergency care and released and the doctor told me I would be doing okay. For the next 2 weeks, I could only eat warm broth and warm milk. (yuk)
Later, I could not understand why the kids were so nasty as to laugh at me, while I was down on the floor of the bus choking to death! I found out the reason later on, and it made me laugh, too! You see, the steam from the dry ice was coming out of my mouth and my nose as expected. But, what I didn't know at the time, was that the steam was coming out of my EARS, too! WOW...the kids must have been impressesed with my abilities! They probably thought I had some kind of magic powers...WOW! In reflecting back, it must have been funny for everyone!
A few weeks after the incident, I recalled what happened on the bus that awful day...with all those little smiling and laughing faces looking down at me as I lay on the floor, and I knew humor was going to be a big part of my life. But, I wouldn't want to go through all that over again...just to get a laugh!