Ziva dribbled a soccer ball, she stopped for a moment and looked around at everyone. Some where having problems and others were quite good at it. She continued on dribbling the ball, humming songs at random.

Suddenly, she was face first in the grass, ball underneath of her. She rolled over onto her back. Sand, dirt and now grass. When am I gonna fall/trip into water next?

She sat up and looked at her feet, her left shoelaces had came undone. They were the cause of the face plant.