It's a memory of my childhood that I left behind me in south of Sweden, including a good friend. We were around the age of 7 or 8, going together in the same school but we weren't neighbours.
One Friday late aftenoon in August or September the weather was rainy. Our favorite weather, because we were allowed to play indoors. Meaning playing playstation Monsters Inc. We had lots of fun. My friend's little brother played along too. After a few hours playing my friend's mother switched off the playstation and suggested us to play something else. The first few minuets we begged to play a little longer which turned out no good. So we just hung around for short while. Until my friend smiled at me like the Chesshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. Quickly he ran out of sight and returned with a big blanket, some long strings, a broom and parts of his clothes. I asked him what he was doing. He asked me to close my eyes, so I did. I heard lots of movement and building with the help of his little brother. After a long while waiting and covering my eyes he allowed me to see.
Before me stood a thing wall blanket hung up on strings and the broom laid before me at my feet. At the pole end of the broom was also a long string tied to it, at the other end a hook. The fishing game. We played the game for hours, laughing till we couldn't breath. Whenever it was my turn to fish something, I always caught the underwear or smelly socks. Of course when I was behind the blanket I hung other things what the boys disliked. We all laughed at each other's reaction.695Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Cxqw88WbQ
I'll never forget that moment.
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