Cal Edborg

My earliest memory was when I traveled to the Dominican Republic for spring break. This was the first time I have ever flown and have left the country. One word that I would use to describe my surroundings would be "electric." What I mean is that it is just as incredible as you would actually imagine! The sunsets are beautiful, the weather is extremely humid, and the beach is endless! We also took a trip around outside the resort we stayed in. We visited the schools and they were very run down. It was difficult to see that they are struggling and they weren't much older than me. The entire group of us donated to the teacher for new books and supplies and desks. This is one of the most moving things I have seen and nothing felt better than to help those in need. The trip was an eye opener for me to be grateful for what I have. We have it so good in America and we are fortunate to have what we have.

Williams Blog #6

This scar was received on my right index due to an infection that, if left any longer, could have taken my life. I'm a heavy nail bitter and a bunch of bacteria got into my finger, leaving a huge puss bubble on it. When it was cut, it left this huge scar on my finger.

Giana Contrada blog #6

I got this scar when I was about 14 in gymnastics. I was climbing the rope and kept getting rope burn. I always had to do this for practice so it never healed right and left a nasty scar. 

Shannon Blog Post #6

When i was little i was bouncing on the bottom step outside, and i forgot to put my hands out when i fell forward and got a pebble stuck in my forehead.

Morris Scar

I got this scar over last summer from skating. Me and my friends went to this new park that was built about 20 minutes outside of Boston. The park was really simple but it was so much to just go around and around it. I was trying a trick across an entire flatbar, like grinding the whole thing and I was getting closer and closer everytime. I had done the trick before on a different rail so I thought I had it for sure. Then after one close attempt I called it out and said I was going to land it next try. That try, everything went wrong and I basically ended up sliding across the whole thing on my shin. The cut was so deep you could see like white stuff instead of blood. I couldn't really skate the rest of the day so I just had a beer and watched the rest of my friends skate around. It coulda been worse but I kind of like it just because it reminds of a really fun day with my friends.

Sam Silver Blog # 6: Scar

This is a scar that I have on my right calf that I got while trying to ride my death machine of a bicycle home from a friends house. I got this bike for about $15 which I would now describe as, "suspiciously inexpensive" and, of course, it was so cheap for a reason. It was missing a pedal on one side, the chain was constantly detaching, and the handle bars would not stay stationary which isn't something I thought I'd have to think about when buying a bike but now I know. Anyway, I was riding my bike home and the chain pops out. Now usually this would be no big deal but I was coming down on my pedal and in an attempt to regain my balance I grabbed onto the handle bars which gave way pretty much immediately. The pedal rocketed around its usually cycle at an ungodly speed and the exposed metal bar that was made to hold the other pedal whipped around and pierced my leg in what I can only imagine is the lamest impalement story in the history of UT. Because of this I usually tell people who ask about it that I got it while I was doing a consultation for a dog training client, it works pretty much every time and my acquaintances can about their day thinking that I'm not a total idiot.

Tessarolo Blog #6

It is hard to see(in the middle of the picture), but I got this scar when i was just leaving the 4th grade. I was over at my grandparents house because my parents were out of town and we decided to make brownies for dessert. My grandma let me do most of the work, except for taking them out of the oven. I was even allowed to poke the center to check to see if they were done. That is where everything went terribly wrong. As I pulled my arm back out, I rested it on the glass pan that was holding the brownies. It instantly burnt my skin, and I screamed in pain. I immediately iced it, and it became a huge blister. Now, many years later, I have a barely noticeable scar on my right forearm.