Playing Soccer In the Church Yard

After school I went straight to the church yard to play soccer dreaming of being another Rossi or Beckham... oh, every teenager has this dream when playing that game, trying to get through defense and get that goal to excite the crowd! And it happened quite often, getting many handshakes from players of the opposite team admiring my technic, but some in my team, couldn't hide their envy as they heard those shouts! Thanks to their resentment, I became more determined, not weak! After graduating from High School, our team broke up; we all went different ways, never putting those memories aside, memories of that school yard where the balmy breeze made one feel alive! Very sad was our goodbye: hugging and crying, wishing one another good luck.