My mother would carry me
somewhere here one summer when I was recovering from an illness. Girls who had reached
maidenhood were cycling back and forth along Otavankatu street. Matti Leinonen's jumping
hill was situated somewhere here. The stone that I threw over there had hit Juha Valtonen
on the head by mistake. The big boys found condoms between the stones. I could not
understand why they laughed at it. It involved something shameful quite like the fact that
the big girls forced one to suck their breasts. |