I was the smallest and thinnest player in my ice hockey（冰球）team, so everyone calls me another "name". The first time I heard the name, I didn't 1 it at all. I knew they wanted to make friends with me, but I was2 .
One player who didn't 3 me by "the name" was Eric. He always tried his best to make me feel at home. And he was always ready to 4 the best in me.
One day, we had a big game with another 5 . They were all big, and they played well. I knew that any of 6 could catch my ball easily.
In the middle of the game, Eric fell down when he 7 to get the ball. The player next to him didn't help him but made jokes about him. I ran to him quickly and called at him 8 ,"You must say sorry!" But the player said nothing. So I came 9 and said the same words again. He didn't want to listen to me and he tried to run away and I did the same thing again. Finally he said sorry to Eric.
From then on, my teammates treat me better without calling me "the name". I thought they came to like me because I was 10 for friends.
