The Day I Almost Died

My most memorable day in second grade

It was the end of another long day as a second-grader. As per tradition, my teacher gave each student a piece of candy to eat as we lined up to leave the classroom. It was my lucky day because, on this particular day, I got a red jawbreaker! The heavens shined down upon me.

I removed the jawbreaker from the wrapper and plopped it in my mouth. While enjoying the delicious cherry flavor, the jawbreaker unexpectedly decided to lodge itself in my throat. Panicking, I gently tapped my teacher on the shoulder.

“Wait a second,” she calmly said as she was tying another student’s shoes. More insistent, with my face growing as red as the jawbreaker, I tapped again.

“Wait a second!” she exclaimed, growing frustrated with me. After what felt like forever, she finally turned around and yelled, “what?!”

It was then that she realized the gravity of the situation. Since this was the early 90s, she wasn’t well-versed in the fine art of the Heimlich Maneuver, so she did what any normal person would do — she started furiously pounding on my back. She continued to hit my back until finally, at long last, the jawbreaker dislodged from my throat and gently rolled away on the floor.

Oh, how I wanted to bend down to pick up the jawbreaker so I could go back to eating it, but I resisted. Disaster diverted, we made our way to the lobby where my dad was waiting to pick me up. A part of me was hoping my teacher wouldn’t say anything about me nearly dying, but she did.

And that’s the story of the day I almost died. It was also the day we stopped getting candy after class.

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