The Story Of A Young Striker

Chapter 7: Let's Go To Russia

We had just landed down on Russia a few hours ago and are now safely in our hotel. It is just 3 pm here but we are having severe jet lag so the officials of Lokomotiv have excused us and said that we would be allowed to rest for today.

It is now 7:00 am in the morning and I am trying to wake my sisters and parents up so that we can go to my first day of training. They are not waking up so I decide to go to the training ground myself. I remember some of the directions but just decide to take a map in case I get lost. 

It takes me some time before I get to the stadium where I was supposed to meet the Lokomotiv manager. At least, I think its the stadium...

I wait and wait and wait and keep on waiting until I know that I am lost. Lost in the depths on Moscow, lost in a country completely new to me on my second day and worst of all, separated from my parents and siblings. 

I find a bench near the stadium and foolishly fall asleep there but I cannot be blamed as I was still a bit tired after reaching Moscow. 

When I wake up, I realize that it is nighttime and that there is a person wearing a black hoodie coming near me. Oh no, here comes another. However, once they get near me, I find out that it is just my parents and elder sister. 

I fall into their arms, crying about how scared I was and they asked me why I went out alone in this new city. I told them that I had thought that I could reach the stadium on my own but I realized that I couldn't and had gotten lost. 

They took me home and let me rest and told me that the trial had been postponed until tomorrow but that I had made the whole family look embarrassing, impolite and unpunctual.