Two Truths and One Lie

1. I am twenty years old and I have lived in El Centro my whole life. One of my hobbies is running. In high school I was a mid to long distance runner.  I had ran cross country and track and I made it to state for cross country.  Unfortunately I wasn’t able to run in state because I had dislocated my knee in the IVL finals.  It was in the last turn going into the finish line where I stepped wrong and that was it for my knee.  I was supposed to stay off of it for 6 months but I had only let it rest for 3 months because track season was about to start and I needed to start running again.  It wasn’t my best idea because my knee never healed correctly.  After high school I wasn’t able to run the same anymore but I still manage to go for a run every now and then.2. I’m a first grade tutor and drill team coach at Martin Luther King Elementary School.  I am also an insurance broker at an insurance company.  Throughout my days during the week you will always find me either at work or at school.  In the mornings until midday I am working at the insurance company selling policies for auto insurance and home insurance.  In the evenings I am working the Elementary school tutoring 1st graders for an hour and then coaching drill team,which consist of 1st through 6th grade students, for 2 hours.  After I get out of work at the Elementary school I usually have a night class from 6:30 pm to 10 pm.  

3. When I was younger my dad used to take my family and I out to the desert to ride quads.  I was eight years old when I finally built up the courage to ride one on my own and with great hesitation my dad finally agreed to it.  It was a smaller bike that belonged to my sister who is just a few years older than me so it was just a perfect size for my first try… at least we thought it was.  I hopped on the bike and was fine with my dad following me just a few feet behind.  It was when I decided to speed up my bike while going over a hill that I realized I had made a mistake.  Luckily I had a helmet on but I had flipped over on the quad and broke my arm and sprained my ankle.  The worst part was that I had ruined my sisters bike and I had knew in that second that the only thing that mattered was that my sister is going to kill me once she finds out. Luckily she got over it by the time my arm and ankle healed so she never got to the chance to actually kill me.