The five year old did not fit into the crowd of twelve year old children. That did not break down his spirit. He was ready to be a part of anything and everything the elder ones were involved in. The twelves tried to shoo him away but of no avail. He was not one of those who understood the word "No". So they had to let him be a part of their football game. As in everything else, he put his heart and soul into the game. The little one was pushed and shoved around but he was back on his in no time. He was visibly tired by the time the game ended and plopped on the floor. One of the adults walked up to him, patted him on his head and said "You played very well." He looked up disappointed and said "No way, I did not score any goal. At home, I score many goal. Once I scored a hat-trick". "Oh, is that so! Do you play with your brother at home?" "No, no. Not with him. I play alone" came the confident response in a pat.
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