I'm not much of a soccer fan, but I've tried to stay up on the World Cup standings in the past few weeks. Today I walked by a little boy kicking a ball around in the lawn outside of Butler Library. The ball rolled out onto the pathway in front of me, so I tried to kick it back to him, using the inside of my foot as I remembered from elementary school. I shouldn't try to do these things. I managed to kick it away from him, and he looked at me with a mixture of hurt and confusion, like I'd tried to do that. I ran to retrieve it and carried it back to him in my hands. His mother looked at me like I should stay away from children forever.
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