Scars - Not as bad as it sounds

My mom tells me that I saw a whale when I was a year old. I think it was in Elliot Bay or Pugett Sound but I'm not sure. Funny, I don't remember. I do remember cutting myself on the left thigh with a razorblade though. Mom says I told her a fly bit me. Why I told her that I don't know. It must have been just associating the cut with the fly that landed on my leg shortly after the incident. I remember the blood but I don't remember feeling any pain. I still have the scar. That was the first of many scars to come.