Bin Envy
At the moment soccer is very popular at our school and I am no exception. There are certain areas. There are two ‘full soccer fields’ (that’s two bins on one end as goals and then two on the other side as goals). Then one ‘half bin’ (that’s where there are two bins and that is the only gaol.). We play by the ‘Half Bin’ because we don’t need a whole soccer field.
Morning:
Yesterday morning I leant my soccer ball to some of the ‘top notch soccer boys’ who didn’t ask any questions. Once Tamlin arrived we both got into the goals and started defending (although we had agreed, the gaolie was making a huge fuss). Tamlin was talking to one of the boys when the soccer ball was so close. “THE TOP NOTCH SOCCER ‘KING’” took the ball and tried to score. If Tamlin was concentrating she wouldn’t get hit in the face. But she wasn’t. Luckily I’m always concentrating. I do this perfect leap so it doesn’t hit Tamlin in the face. I hit it out which is what goalies are supposed to do. Apparently not now. Now that girls (GIRLS) have started being able to black the actual goal it’s just not OK! He banned us and told us to leave. I thought that this was a bit extreme and his only evidence was the fact that I hit it and then Tamlin hit it. Tamlin was talking about mooning to this one dude. She would’ve been able to block the gaols. WITH HER FACE!! I took my ball (which is what they were playing with incidentally) and went to other gaols.
1st Break:
We were ‘banned’ so I decided that I’d go back to those goals that I was using before. And there ‘Sole’ (one of the top notch soccer boys and top notch pain in the butt!) He was taking one of the bins with him to were they had relocated. This was not okay. I gave him a piece of my mind. (I thought he needed it more then me) and eventually got my bin back. Can you believe it?
2nd Break:
Same thing…I was going to my bin except there was ‘Mr Gangsta’ taking the exact same bin (MY BIN!!!). I went over there* and told him to get over himself and pull his trousers up! Eventually I got my bin back. A minute and a half later he got into a fight. Thank goodness it wasn’t me!
*This took a lot of courage because he was a grade 7 and no one is allowed to stand up to a grade 7!
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