How are you all? I hope you are all doing very well by the grace of God. I am also doing very well by your prayers. I am going to start today's new post by greeting and congratulating all the brothers and sisters of 'ccs' on my behalf. I will express the beautiful feeling of watching students play football. Where my beloved students are playing football while getting wet in the rain.

Our school is green, like a forest, like clouds. There is a beautiful playground. It is raining heavily this year. Just like that, one day. On a rainy day, there were thick black clouds in the sky, creating a kind of soft rainy atmosphere around. At that moment, a football game was organized in the school field. Raindrops were falling on the green grass all over the field, making a thumping sound. The dew-drenched grass mixed with the rain, and the field was filled with a wonderful beauty. The students were running after the ball while getting wet, and the atmosphere around them was becoming more lively with their vitality and laughter. Whenever someone scored a goal, the field shook with the joy of their teammates. Although the students were very young, their playing skills were great. The ball was slipping in the rain, but their game did not stop.

We were fascinated by their play. Even with their wet clothes covered in mud, they were full of joy. The other students and teachers standing on one side of the field were watching the game enthusiastically. A kind of childish excitement was evident in their eyes and faces. Sometimes the teachers also clapped their hands and encouraged them. The scenes of play and joy were reflected in the rainwater accumulating in the corners of the field. The students, running, shouting and cheering, transformed the entire field into a festival. The rain, the excitement of the game and the joy of the spectators all combined to fill the atmosphere with a unique scene, which painted a vivid picture of not only the game, but also the joy of nature and people together.

It is very natural for memories of the past to come to my mind when I watch students playing football in the rain. Rain and football seem to be strangely intertwined. When the field gets wet, mud accumulates around, and yet the players continue to run after the ball with excitement. That scene awakens the childhood hidden within us. You may remember those days when you too played with your friends in the rain-drenched field, covered in mud, and screaming with joy while your body was wet. The school field, the joy of your friends, the laughter of your teachers all combined to form a colorful time. There were no responsibilities then, there was only the joy of playing and pure excitement. Seeing today's students, images of those old days come to mind. It seems that time has passed, but the memories remain unfading. Watching them play, I felt as if I had lost myself somewhere. I regained many memories from twenty years ago. Once upon a time, we used to play like this and our teachers and friends would watch.