what is your best scar story?
Here's an interesting fact about me: I don't have any scars. I've always been kinda bummed about it, cause it makes me sound like I've spent my life inside a glass bubble. On the contrary, I've broken my leg and my arm, sprained my ankle badly enough to get a golf cart to drive around campus (rock climbing), twisted my elbow (backpacking), and dislocated my right shoulder twice (inner-tubing). Those all probably left internal scars...and I'm pretty sure my shoulder is still messed up, because the last time I dislocated it, I was putting on my coat. Pathetic.
But back to scars. I guess the weirdest "scar" I got was a bruise that lasted for almost a year and a half in high school: I was playing soccer in Slovakia with a bunch of hardcore Slovakian kids, and got kicked so hard in the shins (no shin guards) that I almost fainted. But the bruise is gone now...
An interesting side-note: we were talking about scars in my Steinbeck seminar the other day. Charles in East of Eden has a scar on his forehead from a crowbar -- a gnarly black mark from his hairline to his eyebrow. Apparently the literary significance of a forehead scar implies a fierce inner battle: think Ethan Fromm -- and Harry Potter of course.
Anyway, what about your best scar story?