I was about pre teen (?) yrs old and a tomboy. Sisters had all married and leaving me with 3 brothers.
We were playing broad jump where you took 2 boards and spaced them apart then had to jump them.Each time we cleared them, they were spaced a little further apart. It had rained that day so the grass was wet. I cleared them 3 or 4 times. The last one was a huge one to clear. I took a long run and jumped.Didn't quite clear it but my feet slid in the wet grass and I came down on my ankle and broke it. Oh did it hurt.
The worst part was, we were supposed to go to the theatre to see Old Yeller that weekend. I was on crutches. We got there and it was standing room only. The family stayed but Mom had to take me back home. I cried and cried. That was a hit movie and just out!