Community Sports Centre

It was snowy in Finland, and my parents were visiting. I went down a hill, which was similar to a hill in Waikouaiti, and as I went down the snow coverage lessened. Soon, the whole hillside was awash with fast melting snow. A waterfall ran down to the bottom, where I floated on a small iceberg. My Dad and Sami were wading in the waist-deep brown water. My iceberg became unstable and I was tipped into the water.

We were on the beach at Waikouaiti, which was in Finland. The sun was out and the weather was a lot warmer already. I was glad, because Dad preferred the warmth. I was now with Mum too, and we walked along the road that followed the beach.

I wanted to cut across the sand dunes to the beach, and ducked through a community sports centre. Outdoors, there was a teeball pitch. One guy hit the ball off the tee and another guy watched it fly over his head. It was very low-budget but there was a referee standing in the field and a hitech scoreboard. Several people waited for their turn.

We accidentally ended up inside the sports centre and interrupted a table tennis match. There was also an indoor cricket court and many other sports. A sign asked people to request ideas for new sports at the centre. We couldn’t get to the beach and had to go back through again. The table tennis guy quickly served and managed to get an ace. He quickly served again before we could get past. Everything was very rickety and old, but everyone seemed to be having fun.

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