It was at the end of the Olympics and what a great moment for us, well especially for my Dad and the neighbors around us who were jumping up and down and screaming of joy. I like hockey and watch it from time to time and point on the TV screen when there`s a game on, but I did not really know what the fuss was all about.
Then my parents took me on a ride in the stroller outside. It was very loud and more people screaming, horns honking … very crowded. I felt a bit scared and overwhelmed and ended up crying. But when I saw a garbage truck drive by – my favorite truck besides I have a really cool one at home – I calmed down a little for a while. My parents decided then to return and celebrate at home.