You see. I had a soccer game on wednesday. The first actually, and a couple of minutes into the game, I slide tackled a girl, and she lost balance and stepped on my knee.. I could hear a crack inside, but the trainer said that I was good to go, so I played the rest of the game, which was like an other hour, and it didn't hurt too much. But it kept swelling up. So that's the story...
Back to Decorah. We also went to a Norwegian museum and I bought Daim chocolate and Ballerina kjeks, even though they were very dry, it was still awesome. When we got home, grandma epley found some crutches I could use.
You norwegians back home know how much I hate crutches, because of my history. I even wrote a hate essay about them for a Norwegian class my sophmore year.. But these are american crutches, so if they make me get less blisters than the norwegian, I'll be very pleased :)
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