Saturday, 25 October 2008
First Knife Cut
I thought I was clever enough to sneaked out and played the knife (the sharpest knife) that my Daddy bought last year. It was just being transported from our old pad to here in our new place the other night and Mummy didn't unpacked the bag yet and there I saw the little box on the top of it and out of my curiosity, I took it to the playing room and there I quitely played until I actually cut my little finger. But, I didn't feel anything pain nor notice the blood because I was busy having fun until my Daddy saw red all over my hands, arms and shirt. He took me right to our Kitchen where my Mummy was and quickly gave me first aid. There I screamed when my Daddy applied the antiseptic wipes through the cut. It was really ouchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! So, now I hope I learnt lesson from it by not being so sneaky anymore because it ain't clever at all.