Hello, Namaste, Sastriyakal, Ram Ram, to all Hive users. Today I'll tell you about my story or experience of how I started playing football. When I was in till the 7th standard. I didn't play football. Because. I played football from the start. And I didn't know that we have to play football from the side of the foot. And our class students did not play football because the seniors played football. And they hit very hard at the junior students. So due to fear, the students did not play football. I started my journey of playing football. In the 8th standard, I started playing football. And watching football tricks and skills. To troll students in the school and increase my respect among the students in my class. But I wasn't. That much a good player. Because of my physical strength as I am very weak. And other players of my class gave me a shoulder push, and I fell. One day in 8th class, when I was playing football on the ground, a fit and tall student of my class came, and he kicked the football that was under my foot, and he fell. At that moment, I couldn't stop laughing because. He kicked the football under my feet, and he fell. Instead of me.  



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 But as I came in the 9th standard, A classmate of mine had come. Newly. Became my friend and he taught me to play football. In a Talented and professional way, we practiced in the Bushy ground filled with bushes and pebbles. But then he also teased me very well. That I made my performance. High in football. Many people can't. Chase me with a football in the school grounds. Even the taller and fit ones. That runs faster than me, but because of my. Short height and weak strength. The other students. Push me. While playing football, they know that they can't. Chase me while playing football. So they simply push me. That's cheating and very wrong. 


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 One time, I also shot the football into the other's face. And he fell. Then I was sorry for him. But he stood up and started playing again. And one day, when I was playing with the junior kids, I simply kicked the ball. Slowly and it. Got out of the school. And the Coach Scolded me and beat me. And then we went out of school from the Bush area to find the football. And when Sir and I were finding the football, my heart was in my mouth. Because if the football lasted, I would have to pay the football fee. And it was of the Nivea brand and was very expensive. And I can't spend much money on football, and it was not even my personal. But whatever, I love playing football. Too much, I don't know why I like playing football. But I like it. I don't have any reason. So for today, this much only till further goodbye.

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