Somebodies Trash is Someones Treasure.

It has been a long wait, but finally all of the boys, except for two who have really big feet, have cleats!!! This is a BIG deal considering that these boys have been playing barefooted or in sandals for the last few months or even year. For one player, Vino, he had a pair of cleats, but they were not what we would consider comfortable. One day I noticed that he kept taking his cleats on and off and he was even limping when they were on. I asked him about it and then felt where his toe was to see how tight they were. To my surprise, his cleat must have been two sizes two small! I was appalled. It was through Vino and me watching them run around barefooted in a field with sharp rocks and other trash that I realized I needed to do something. They were so excited!! They kept saying "thank you coach, thank you coach." It made me laugh. I mean the cleats they received were nothing like the cleats we have in the U.S. If anything the cleats they received I bought from the market where most of our used and goodwill/ salvation army clothing goes when it cannot sell in the U.S. If anything each pair was a little worn down, had a slight smell to them, but they were completely functional. It made me think once again how for some of us what we consider to be trash just happens to be someone elses treasure.