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Ball

03 May 2010
by Narine Daneghyan

Hurrah, we are leaving at last. Where, you would ask. To my granny's of course. Why is she so happy about going there, you will wonder with good reason. It is because we don't have a yard where we can play. For long days we stay at home and going to granny's place is the only opportunity for us to play all kinds of games like hide-and-seek, tag or football.

We are always in a hurry when we know we are going to granny's. We call out, "Hey, mom, come on, let's go already! Romanik and I can share some chores. We'll help you around the house so we'll be able to leave sooner, mom!"

Here we are on our way to granny's, and here is our favorite yard. Wait just a minute, my friends will gather and we'll start the football match. Lena passes the ball to Romanik, and then it appears at my feet. A strong blow and the ball rolls into the yard of one of the houses. It missed the goal and, what is worse, it went into in the yard surrounded by tall stone walls. You may not believe this but it is not the most awful thing. There was no one in the house at the moment and we had no idea of how to free the poor ball from captivity.

We built a queue and started climbing the wall one by one. Nothing came out. The children went home in despair, only Romanik and I stayed. I put a large stone under my feet, stepped on it, and held Romanik high above my head so that he could climb the wall. I wasn't thinking of the possible consequences and how he would return. Suddenly I heard mom yelling in a scared voice, "Narineh, what are you doing?" My feet tembled, and both of us fell to the ground. We were happy to escape serious injury.

Then a boy nicknamed Cup freed the captive ball.

This is my story.

Hurrah, we are leaving at last. Where, you would ask. To my granny's of course. Why is she so happy about going there, you will wonder with good reason. It is because we don't have a yard where we can play. For long days we stay at home and going to granny's place is the only opportunity for us to play all kinds of games like hide-and-seek, tag or football. ?We are always in a hurry when we know we are going to granny's. We call out, "Hey, mom, come on, let's go already! Romanik and I can share some chores. We'll help you around the house so we'll be able to leave sooner, mom!"

Here we are on our way to granny's, and here is our favorite yard. Wait just a minute, my friends will gather and we'll start the football match. Lena passes the ball to Romanik, and then it appears at my feet. A strong blow and the ball rolls into the yard of one of the houses. It missed the goal and, what is worse, it went into in the yard surrounded by tall stone walls. You may not believe this but it is not the most awful thing. There was no one in the house at the moment and we had no idea of how to free the poor ball from captivity.

We built a queue and started climbing the wall one by one. Nothing came out. The children went home in despair, only Romanik and I stayed. I put a large stone under my feet, stepped on it, and held Romanik high above my head so that he could climb the wall. I wasn't thinking of the possible consequences and how he would return. Suddenly I heard mom yelling in a scared voice, "Narineh, what are you doing?" My feet trembled, and both of us fell to the ground. We were happy to escape serious injury.

Then a boy nicknamed Cup freed the captive ball.

This is my story.


10 years old