I'm Mustafa, a new student from Turkey. Everybody knew1country had the same name of a bird that Americans eat at Thanksgiving. That was exactly my2.
A boy, named Brodie, said "Gobble-gobble" and laughed with other classmates on my first day at school. I knew3he did that. "Gobble" is the sound a turkey makes.
In P.E. class, Coach Stephens told us that we were going to play4. I had never heard of the word "soccer". But when Coach held up a soccer ball, I became5. In Turkey, we said "football". That was what I was good at. Then, the two team leaders started to choose team members. However, I was the last one to be6. Last! In Turkey, I was the best in my team! "I'll put you in the game later," my team leader Olivia said. "After we have the lead."
7being disappointed, I accepted the fact and walked to the rest area. After a while, I decided to8and get ready for the game in case they needed me. I kneed a ball up, and then it bounced(弹跳)three times above my head before letting it drop to the ground. I was so concentrated(专心)that I didn't9Olivia asked for a stop.
"Come on in, I didn't know you're such a good player." Olivia said to me. She put me in the game and immediately passed the ball to me. "It's 1:1, and time is running out. We need to score10."
The game went on.11came out directly to meet me. It's Brodie! "Gobble-gobble," he said. "This is going to be like taking candy from a baby. It's so12." I didn't give him any attention. I passed the ball to Olivia. She kicked. The ball hit Brodie's knee and went upwards. I kicked it strongly, sending it13the far corner of the goal.
"Game over! Red wins: 2 to 1!" Coach said. All my team members stood up and14.
"I'm sorry for what I did." Brodie stepped slowly towards me, "You're good. I think your goal is worth my15."
I smiled back. There were never any more "gobbles".