Three Times a ChARM
Dressed in a white T-shirt without buttons, sits 16-year-old, Frances Rose Hubbard.
Hubbard sits in a sunny Which Wich sandwich shop the day before her seventeenth birthday, during a two-hour lunch break in between Journalism classes at Indiana University.
Hubbard comes from a family of four living in Evanston Illinois.
“[Evanston] is the first suburb North of Chicago,” Hubbard said.
At the sandwich shop, Hubbard pleasantly munches on a sandwich held in her right hand. After eating, she uses her right hand again to fish out her phone.
Freely hand gesturing and holding onto things, you never would’ve guessed that that same arm was in a sling eleven years ago…and twelve years ago…and thirteen years ago.
“I broke my arm three times in three years before I turned 6,” Hubbard said.
Though some people attribute clumsiness to injuries occurring, Hubbard’s explanation for her consistent injuries differs.
“I don’t like milk very much. My theory is that I was so little [when injured] that I didn’t have enough calcium, so my bones weren’t as strong as they should have been,” Hubbard said.
The first of Hubbard’s injuries happened twelve years ago in Denver, Colorado when 3-year-old Hubbard went to SplashPad water park with her family.
“I was just walking near a curb when I tripped. I put my arm out to catch my fall but that’s how I ended up breaking it, ” Hubbard said.
The next year’s accident was less public.
“I fell out of bed when I was sleeping and broke my collar bone,” Hubbard said, “I was in a sling for 2-3 months after.”
At age five, Hubbard broke her arm yet again on her last day of kindergarten.
“My mom had a bike accident while I was in a burly attached to the back [of the bike] with my brother, Wyatt. We hit the ground and he fell on top of me.”
Hubbard was sent to the emergency room soon after, being told she had a hairline fracture that left her in a cast for the rest of her summer.
“Breaking my arm forced me to buy all new shirts with buttons so I could easily get dressed with my sling,” Hubbard recalls.
Eleven years later, Hubbard, dressed without buttons, can proudly announce, “I haven’t broken a bone since.”