The cringe

 If you ask me to think of something shameful, without a doubt I think of all the times that I have fallen in public, one after another come to my mind.
the one I remember the most was when I was in 5th grade, had moved on to the morning session with the "big" school courses, as I was still little to go to school alone, I went with my older sister by bus. 
One of the many mornings in which we went to school, late as always, I remember that we got off the bus in a hurry, we were walking to cross the street when from one moment to another I felt myself flying through the air and fall as if I performed the best of the nailed in the middle of the whole street.
It turns out that the edge of the street was smashed and full of stones, as I was in a hurry, I did not notice this and passed as if there was nothing. The worst of this was not falling in the middle of the street with all the cars there, but behind us came friends and colleagues of my sister who clearly after asking if I was okay died of laughter at my hilarious fall, my sister did not stay behind with the laughs, now I can only laugh when I remember. 

something like that was my fall but with the school uniform.