Scrabble
A few days ago my dad had a little accident. He was just walking down the hall when suddenly he collapsed. When he tried to stand up, his eyes rolled inside his head and he was gone again. After a day in the hospital they decided he could be released. It was only a coincidence that he lost consciousness. Probably because of the sun, the heat and the running he did right before he collapsed. Nevertheless we were all shocked and the day after that we decided to play a game together. In times like these you realize how strong your family band actually is. My father is really good in Scrabble. He even participates in several competitions. It isn’t fun for us to play the game in Dutch, because we don’t stand a chance. My idea was to play the game in English. My brother and me are more skilled in this language and my father is more skilled in the game. This seemed like the only fair game to us. The rules were simple: you only have two minutes to lay down a word. When we find out that the word doesn’t exist, you have lost your turn. We had a lot of fun: sitting in the sun, drinking a cold soda. It was the perfect day to end all the drama from the day before. Unfortunately my daddy has beaten us again. He had over 200 points. Maybe we should start playing an other game, we can never win this fight, no matter what language.
