Hi, my name is Josue.  I am 16 years old.  I live at home with my parents and 5 brothers and sisters.  I love soccer.  I am small, but stocky, and i have no fear when i play soccer.  When i am on the field, i become who i have always wanted to be - a fearless, brave, super hero - capable of anything.  People say i am not smart.  I stopped going to school after 4th grade and started working a full time job to help my family.  I love my family.  My mom is kind and loving, and stays home to do all the housework.  My dad is a great soccer player.  He still plays in the buena vista mens league...he plays like i do, much bigger than his stature.  But he is an alcoholic.  Most people know him as a drunk and a party guy.  He has other girlfriends that i see him with but i don't say anything.  I know he loves me.  I want to be just like my dad.

My name is Robin.  I am 11 years old.  I live at home with my mom and 5 brothers and sisters.  My teachers and coaches call me a daydreamer.  I like to slip off into my own world and pretend.  I love soccer.  I am a goalie, just like my big brother Castulo.  Everyone calls my brother the best goalie in all of buena vista.  I play just like him, diving around without caring if i get hurt or not.  My dad was a goalie too.  But he is not alive anymore.  When i was younger, he was shot and killed by a man who lives not far from us. Everyone knows he killed my dad.  He even tells people he did it.  But nothing ever happened to him.  Now my mom works 2 and 3 jobs to take care of us.  She leaves before i wake up and doesn't come home until late at night so i hardly ever see her.  She doesn't sleep well at nights because of the nightmares.  I love my mom but i miss her.  am thankful that Castulo takes care of me.