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5 Whys I Love Soccer (Football) | Essay for Kids | Elijah Wee | Singapore

As the long awaited World Cup is coming, I wrote the following "5 Whys I Love Soccer (Football)".

Acceleration, simplicity, persistence, fun, inexpensiveness - these five words flame my passion of soccer in my life. I have loved soccer since I was four - playing soccer since I was in preschool with Father and Mother.

(1) Acceleration is one of the many reasons I like soccer. I love the rush of wind in my face as I raced the other team members to a loose ball; or when the other team has the ball and I run up to them and snatch it away. Hearing people cheer my name as I make a timely manoeuvre, I feel great!

(2) Simplicity - The next reason for my love of soccer is its simplicity. Soccer is a simple sport that anyone can follow to start playing instantly. All you need is a ball to kick around in a place like a grass field, sandy beach, concrete floor of a basketball court or even on your bedroom floor. During recess when I join my friends for a game of soccer in the school field, I feel liberated from the stress in school life.

(3) Persistence - What I lack in skills as compared to my fellow classmates in soccer, I make up with my tireless runs to defend, gather the ball and bring it up for my teammates to score. I love seeing the snotty little faces of my opponents develop a newfound respect for me.

(4) Fun - Loads of it with yourself or anyone, anywhere. Not only is soccer a sport great for making new friends easily, you can also play solo by dribbling and kicking a ball around. My dog Caesar accompanies gamely when I dribble a ball around the house, trying to get the ball off my feet when I play solo.

(5) Inexpensive - Last but not least, the equipment for playing soccer is inexpensive. All you need are shoes and a ball.

These are the reasons why I am passionate about soccer. Whether it is having fun accelerating or persistently chasing after the soccer ball at home or in school, I love soccer and always will. Even if I am unable to shoot goals I still feel the thrill of playing soccer. I love soccer because it is a fun yet competitive sport, and also because it takes my mind off the pressures of school life.

 Do you like soccer (football)?

 Till the next time,
Elijah Wee, Singapore

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