I have joined the rest of the world, including the opponents Germany in feeling sorry for Brazil. I had sat down to watch the semi-final match of the 2014 football world cup and was supporting Germany, but after the third goal by Germany, I started feeling bad for the hosts, Brazil. I couldn't believe what was going on. Instead of a tough nail biting match that I had expected, it was a one sided match which was so completely dominated by Germany that they stopped celebrating their goals after a while.
I went to bed after 55 minutes because I did not want to see Brazil's humiliation any more. When I went to bed, the score was 5-0 and when I got up, it was 7-1. Poor poor Brazilians. I felt hardly any joy at Germany's victory although I was supporting them. Hope they don't let it get into their heads and play well in the finals.
Today was a back breaking day for me. I had to finish a training at work and pass some tests with 80% correct answers. Then I had to assist the maid in the weekly cleaning, clean the fridge, make jam from some strawberries and raspberries that were showing signs of going bad, stow away some stuff in the cellar, load the washing machine and hang the clothes, empty the dishwasher and load it again apart from making a warm lunch and a warm dinner. I even managed to call my mom and talk to her after many days. I guess I will pat myself on the back.
I went to bed after 55 minutes because I did not want to see Brazil's humiliation any more. When I went to bed, the score was 5-0 and when I got up, it was 7-1. Poor poor Brazilians. I felt hardly any joy at Germany's victory although I was supporting them. Hope they don't let it get into their heads and play well in the finals.
Today was a back breaking day for me. I had to finish a training at work and pass some tests with 80% correct answers. Then I had to assist the maid in the weekly cleaning, clean the fridge, make jam from some strawberries and raspberries that were showing signs of going bad, stow away some stuff in the cellar, load the washing machine and hang the clothes, empty the dishwasher and load it again apart from making a warm lunch and a warm dinner. I even managed to call my mom and talk to her after many days. I guess I will pat myself on the back.
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