“Okay,” I said. “If you show me where they are, I’ll buy you a FIFA ball.” The boy started giving me high-fives and hugging me. One of the older boys knelt down, took my hand, and kissed it. I asked who wanted to walk to the market with me.
They all did. As we started walking, the boys danced and skipped behind me as if I were the Pied Piper of futbol.Read More