The most unmemorable experience of my childhood happened when I was eight. At that time, I was in second grade.  I used to play soccer with my classmates. Actually, I was one of the best players. For one of those soccer matches, I was playing representing my school in a championship in Desamparados. While I was running with the ball, I saw a jacket in the middle of the field. So, I stopped running, got back to the middle of the field, took the jacket and ran back toward the principal and asked to him for the jacket’s owner. Of course, everybody whistled at me. After that embarrassing moment, I have not played soccer anymore.