David always found himself a window seat on the school bus back home. As always, he opened the window wide and let the afternoon breeze brush across his face as he recollected the game he played that day, moment by moment.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was unbelievable, what you did on the field today!\u201d one of his mates had said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think we\u2019ve got a national-level player on our hands, guys. Get your autographs while you can!\u201d another player teased David, patting his back almost a bit too hard.<\/p>\n
That was the distant dream \u2014 playing for his country and creating history, like all his soccer heroes.<\/p>\n
David could almost taste it; the sweet air of victory and pride when his team and he held the golden championship trophy and smiled for the photographs.<\/p>\n
David would constantly rehearse what he would say for the cameras and the papers at the end of the match. How he rose from humble beginnings. And how he owed his mother everything he had become.<\/p>\n
\u201cExcuse me, may I sit here?\u201d<\/p>\n
David was so deep in his daydream that he didn\u2019t realize one of his classmates had asked permission to sit next to him.<\/p>\n
The boy sat down next to David, hugged his backpack, and started dreaming his own dream. \u2018I want to become the best soccer player in the school. Just like David. I can\u2019t believe I\u2019m sitting next to him!\u2019<\/p>\n
The boy was a true fan of David\u2019s game and wouldn\u2019t miss a chance to watch him play. In his mind, David was everything he wanted to be. He wanted to play like him, have tons of friends like him, and even wear those fancy soccer shoes David was wearing.<\/p>\n
\u2018These old tattered shoes should do\u2026for now,\u2019 the boy thought, hiding his feet under the seat out of embarrassment.<\/p>\n
Guillermo was always shy and found it challenging to make friends. One day, the boy finally found the courage to talk to his hero.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi, David! I\u2019m Guillermo. I\u2019m your biggest fan!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh? Hi, Guillermo! Thank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was an awkward silence as David went back to daydreaming.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2026really like your shoes!\u201d Guillermo blurted the first thing that came to his mind.<\/p>\n
\u201cThese? These are really old, and the soles have already started to come off. You should see the new shoes I\u2019ll be getting\u2026\u201d David\u2019s eyes lit up, thinking about the dreamy pair of sneakers he had been saving up for.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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