Stop Sticking Your Hand into Elevator Doors

Some things from my childhood I don’t recall, but can only remember being told about it. Like once getting into an emergency because as a toddler I stuck my hand into the gap of the closing elevator door. (I grew up in an apartment on the 11th storey, so elevator rides were a daily thing.) Apparently the fire department and an elevator repairman were needed to free me, and I lost a number of fingernails (but not fingers) in the episode. I have no memory of this incident, only the shock and wincing I experienced the first time I heard about it. There might have been reproach and nervous laughter when my mother told the story and included details about our neighbors and my father also being present at the time. The embarrassment! <a href="https://medium.com/bouncin-and-behavin-blogs/stop-sticking-your-hand-into-elevator-doors-f322693d19a4">Website</a>