To feel sorry about touch

I walked near park with my dog, my dog I had with me. There were boys playing Tennis, since I saw in which amount, I chose to take the other way. Pulling the line of my dog tighter. Not minding them much. Suddenly I saw a Ball rolling by. I took it and the boy ecountered me with a smile and offered me a hand. Waiting, patiently. I didn't look at his face. I threw it on his hands, but he seemed not to have expected it, because I threw it on his nose. I didn't look at his face. But he laughed and said: ,,Thank you!" I don't have anything against with touching hands, but sometimes when these situations happen I wonder, why the government doesn't except people with a beautiful headscarf doing it for their god. Because even he, was not having anything against it. And shaked it off with laugher for me.