I may not be able to unload the Stockholm city snow removal for the weekend derailed snowball fight that ended in a sprained foot.
Or a little, I'd like to unload them, for they had skottat away the snow, I had not been eager to give me into the war, my competitive had not taken the upper hand and I had never stepped wrong with my time incorrectly selected gympadojor.
, most of it was my fault that I was content.
the Day after the stukningen I'm wondering to take the crutches to the job. They are left at home after my last fotincident - when due to a studsmattestunt which might have fallen better if I been ten years younger than I am. I skip crutches. It is so difficult to obey Region Stockholm the advice to ”walk like a penguin” with crutches on the ice - even if my sister said, ”what, it's just to nail in the spikes in crutches so it becomes like spikes??” Eehh...
I try as best I can fend off the ice with my injured leg when I as fast as I can trundle my way towards the subway. It is really unclear why I rush when the subway had been delayed every day since the snow hit.
I have come across is about 20 metres from my door. A oplogad steep flight of stairs with two feet of snow on each step. I need to take me down. It goes... like that. I will surely come down - but not on foot. Already at the first step slips, I, and slide down safely 10 steps.
So before I even arrived to the center I have now broken yet another body part: my ego.
I start to see other isdrabbade: The older lady who feverishly trying to get to the frightening bus, but who are forced to stop and fend off a ispöl - and get to see when the bus leaves the stop. The kutryggige the man with the walker that confused look for a way to its port, when the whole of the farm has become an ice rink.
It hurts in the heart and makes me for the first time, actually understand that snow removal is a quite important function in the society.
Evelyn Jones is a reporter at the DN and have tried to get half of the editors to teach me how to ”walk like a penguin”. Also, read her chronicles of strength training in vain and if the painstaking art for locals to pretend to be a gothenburger .
the sudden bright after the bell 16, and the perception of that spring may come at some time anyway.