I play soccer at the Y. Me and my Daddy play soccer at my house. At my new house. This time I play with kids at the Y. I am on the blue team and we are called the Sharks! But we don't swim in the water like sharks!
On the first game, I didn't let go of Mommy or Daddy's hand. I was too shy to play by myself. But then I wasn't scared anymore and I liked playing. I would kick the ball and run. And it was fun to kick the ball in the goal.
I like to get the ball out of the net and give it back to the girl. I threw the ball in the air and kicked it to her. (the ref had to laughingly tell him like 3 times to stop punting the ball - he was pushing a yellow card if they handed those out for 3 year olds)
It was a good thing that I wasn't scared anymore. My coach was nice and I like to give him high fives. I had as much fun playing with my coach as the soccer game. And I got a soccer medal for playing so good. I wear it on my neck like a necklace. I can't wait to play again.
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