Volleyball

The other day I received my “sportivnaya spravka.” This is a document from the health clinic stating that I am allowed to participate in physical education. The document even has a nice official-looking rubber stamp. This isn’t exactly what the guy at the “sportivny zall” (hall of sport) told me to get, but that’s what I’ve got.

Before attempting anything at the sportivny zall, I went to the administrative office of my language program to ask for a letter from them inviting me to use the facilities. The administrative assistant, who didn’t even work there when I played volleyball some eighteen months ago, asked me if I wanted to play volleyball. Yes, that’s among the things I’d like to do. But how did she know? This level of attention is a little bit eerie for me.