Hole in Two

When I was three years old, my mother finally decided I was old enough to get my ears pierced. I had waited for this day since I could remember. My mother took me to the mall in Bloomington to a store called Claires. As much as I wanted to get my ears pierced, when it came time I started getting really nervous. All I could imagine was the scene on the movie, "The Parent Trap," when the girl gets her ears pierced with a needle and a lemon wedge. To this day I still wonder why on earth they would put that on a childrens' movie, seems like it would cause kids to never get their ears pierced. When we finally arrived at Claires, I was near tears before I even sat down in the chair. However, the clever lady who worked their told me that if I did not cry, I could pick out what color sucker I wanted. Seeing as how pink was my favorite color, and there was only one pink sucker left, I toughed it out. I held back my tears and she and another lady on another side pierced both ears at once. To my surprise it did not even hurt, and I learned not to stress myself out over something before it even happens.