My Coach

I am an athelete but more importantly I am having financial difficulties at home. Worse, my dad was a gambler and a bookie. Every few days he would be drunk, cursing and swearing, even throwing things around.

I get really scared and cried a whole lot. I began to feel depressed. I was having problems with my firends and I was so worried my family would have to sleep in the streets

One day my father even forgotten my brithday. I found it unfair that I'm only 12 and yet have to face all this.

I started slashing myself. I didnt expect anyone to really care. I just needed relief. I kept a smile as I did not want people to fuss.

But my coach noticed and talked to me. He offered help and introuduced certain financial systems to aid me.

Then after a few months, I sprained my back during training. He asked me a side and handed me money in an envelope to go see a chinese doctor.

I was so touched. The money wasn't a lot but he actually still remembered my problem after a few months and was ever so willling to help.

He was just a stanger, a coach who had no blood ties with me.