One lovely sunny day I was playing soccer with my brother and my favourite soccer ball. Then suddenly my brother kicked the ball as hard as he could into a big bush of thorns. I was FURIOUS! I just wanted to punch him so badly. I went in and told my dad that he popped my soccer ball. My dad said he would give me €20 to go to town and buy a new one.
At the sports shop, there was one soccer ball left and it looked really old and dusty. If I didn’t get a soccer ball I would have nothing to do.
I asked the shopkeeper “It doesn’t matter what you think, does it?”