When I was in 7th grade, I was girl scout. A very chatty, and obnoxious girl scout, and I rode the bus to school with a bunch of "cool" boys who loved to torment me. Once, they threw my gym shoes out the bus window (all important details of the story).
Here's a photo, you know, just so you get a real idea of what an awkward middle schooler I was...
(I can't believe I just posted that.)
One weekend my girl scout troop drove to the beach to go to a lock-in (man, lock-ins were so fun!). On that trip, I carried with me my awesome turquoise, Jansport backpack. Somewhere along the trip, my troop leader passed around a bag of Tastetations. For those of you don't remember, Tastetations were these hard candies by Hershey that came in chocolate flavors. At the end of the weekend, the remaining Tastetations ended up in the front pocket of my backpack.
Let's now flash forward to Monday morning. My bus arrived at school before the bell rang, so we're parked in the bus loop with the other early busses. I am on my bus, talking to my good friend Jennifer, when I quickly remember that I have a big bag of Tastetations. I pop one in my mouth, and start babbling to Jennifer about something, when all the sudden (like 5 seconds after I popped it in my mouth), the Tastetation LODGES into my throat. I don't know what the heck happened, but bam. Tastetation stuck in my throat.
Now, when I say throat, I mean my esophagus. Not my trachea. I could breathe, but barely.
At this point, Jennifer is kind of alarmed, but the "cool" boys on my bus definitely start to laugh. They think it's funny that the loud, chatty girl can't talk and her eyes are bulging out of head. A few other people around me realize I'm kind of freaking out, and they manage to rush me to the front of the bus. At this point, everyone thinks I'm legit choking. Yet the "cool" boys are still laughing.
We get to the front of the bus, where my bus driver, who, God bless her, was quite the redneck, decides to do the heimlich maneuver to me. To this day, i'm about 95% sure that she had no training in the heimlich. I guess she just thought it seemed like a good idea. Meanwhile, I know I'm not choking, but this full size piece of candy is lodged in there so badly that it hurts and I can barely speak.
When redneck bus driver finally realizes (after what felt like 5 minutes) that her heimlich isn't working, and my bus is thoroughly enjoying this show, she rushes me off the bus, into the middle of the bus loop to get help. I want to tell her I'm okay, but I just remember being unable to talk. Everything was embarrassing up to this point, but getting off the bus was when things hit the worst point. Being in the middle of the bus loop with a bus driver trying to do the heimlich on me meant that every bus in the bus loop could now watch this happen. I remember being mortified. They must have walky-talkyed (I made up that spelling) the nurse, who comes running into the bus loop with a wheelchair. I believe I was hoping she also had a blanket so I could throw it over myself. Every middle schooler who rode the bus now had seen my little episode.
The nurse calmed me down and gave me hot tea to drink to help dissolve the candy, and half an hour into the school day she sent me to first period, which was chorus. I remember walking in and people telling me that they had heard I had died. My story had spread like wild fire. I was the talk of the school that morning.
From then on, I learned to NEVER speak with ANY sort of food in my mouth. For a long time I avoided all hard candy, at all costs. There was no way I would eat it.
The other day when I thought about this story, it made me laugh so hard. I really hadn't thought about it in probably five years. Middle school is such a weird time in life, and I wouldn't be surprised if most people's embarrassing stories came between the ages of 12-14. I think it's natural.
Anyone else have a horrible memory from middle school that they'll never get over?
Please tell me I'm not alone!