By: Lucas V.
Desmond ran into the field. Paul, was waiting there holding the soccer ball in his hand.
“Hi Paul!” Desmond shouted.
“Hey Desmond!” Paul exclaimed, “You ready to play?”
A lot of other kids had come, and they were ready to start the game. Paul punted the ball in the air as high as he could, and Desmond got it and took off with it. He was doing great! Soccer was his favorite sport, and he was really good at it!
“Desmond, I’m open!” Paul shouted, right in front of the other team’s goal.
Desmond knew what he had to do. There was a person on the other team was running toward him, and he passed the ball to Paul. Paul received the ball perfectly, turned and scored a goal!
“GOOOAAALLL!!!” Everyone on his team, including Desmond, cried.
Desmond could tell that the other team wanted to win this game. Recess was almost over, and they were losing 1-0. They passed the ball to another player. Then he passed to another and they scored.
“GOOOAAALLL!!!” They all shouted.
Desmond was upset. One minute they were up by one, and now both teams are tied. He kicked the ball, right to Paul. Paul took the ball while Desmond ran to the goal. He was wide open.
“Paul I’m open!” He shouted.
Paul turned and looked at him. Desmond knew that when he passed the ball to him that he would score. But Paul didn’t pass it to him. He wanted another goal. He tried to take a shot from further than Desmond was, but the goalie caught it. The goalie through it and a player received it. He turned and took a shot. The goalie on their team dived, but missed the ball. The other team had scored.
“GOOOAAALLL!!!” They all shouted right when the whistle blew.
Recess was over, and Desmond’s team had lost 2-1.
“That was a fun game, don’t you think?” Paul called after him.
Desmond was upset. “It was horrible,” he said, and ran away.
When he got back into the classroom, he yanked his desk up as hard as he could, and grabbed his book out of his desk. He opened it and started reading as he had done before recess had started.
“If Paul had passed to me, I would have scored and we would have won!” He thought.
His teacher looked at him in a funny way. She had saw how upset he was, and walked over to him.
“Desmond, what happened?” She asked.
“Paul didn’t pass to me while we played soccer and we lost,” he said quickly.
“Desmond, that was a while ago. It’s not a big deal. You have to get over these little things,” she told him.
Desmond looked across the room at Paul. He was cheerfully reading his book and looking like nothing had happened. His teacher looked at Paul too.
“See?” she said, “Paul got over it. Little things can’t bother you so much.”
Desmond didn’t answer, but got the message. His teacher patted him on the head and walked away.
At lunch, he walked over to Paul.
“Paul, I’m really sorry I got so upset about the soccer game. It was very nice,” he confessed.
“Don’t worry about it,” Paul said, “I don’t care. It was fun and you played great! I probably should have passed to you anyway!”
Desmond smiled, and sat down. Paul was a great friend, and he was happy that he learned and important lesson.