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- Emily Dickinson

You know that Portrait in the Moon --

So tell me who 'tis like --

The very Brow -- the stooping eyes --

A fog for -- Say -- Whose Sake?

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The Talk After Training

The whistle blew, and training was finally over. I slumped onto the grass, my legs aching from all the laps. Coach Miller called me over to sit on the bench beside him. I thought he was going to tell me off for missing that goal, but instead he just sat there quietly, watching the other kids pack up their gear. The evening air was cool, and I could smell the cut grass from the oval. I waited, wondering what he wanted to say. My heart was still pounding from the run, but I tried to slow my breathing and listen.

He turned to me and said, 'You know, I've been watching you at training for weeks now. You've got good speed, and you never give up. But there's something else I want to talk about.' I felt my cheeks go warm. I thought he was going to say I wasn't trying hard enough. Instead, he told me about a time when he was my age and his coach gave him a talk just like this one. He said that the best players aren't just the ones who score the most goals, but the ones who help their teammates and stay calm under pressure.

I nodded, but I didn't really understand what he meant until he pointed to a moment during our practice game. 'Remember when you passed the ball to Liam instead of shooting?' he asked. I did remember. I had been open, but Liam was in a better spot. 'That was a good choice,' Coach said. 'You saw the bigger picture.' For the first time, I realised that being a good player wasn't just about me. It was about the team. The talk wasn't a scolding at all—it was a compliment, and it made me see myself differently.

He said that the best players aren't just the ones who score the most goals, but the ones who help their teammates and stay calm under pressure.

Walking home that evening, I thought about what Coach Miller had said. The streetlights were flickering on, and the footpath was quiet. I felt proud, not because I had scored a goal, but because I had made a smart decision. That talk changed the way I thought about training. I started to notice the small things I did to help others, and I tried to do them more often. Sometimes the most important conversations happen after the hard work is done, when you least expect them.