Empathy

Yesterday my son's high school team lost the soccer game on the States, and the players finished the activity on this term.. Junior, sophomore and junior high school students will have been playing soccer on the high school filed; however, my son will have never play on the field because he is a senior high school student. The thought made my mind heat when I saw my son and his senior teammates: some of them were holding their heads or squatting down the ground after loosing the the game. My eyes were swimming with tears in empathy with their feelings. My son has played soccer since he was four years old and has participated in the soccer team as one member of his junior high school and high school activities for six years. I'm proud of my son because he hasn't given up soccer training and practice even if weather condition is so bad, such as a heavy snow day or a strong rainy day: He always put forth unrelenting effort to enhance his soccer techniques. His coaches also must give him a lot of living lessons, and he was sharing them with his teammates. "I feel so empty now, " he said to me after coming to home last night, "I wanted to win the game honestly and continue to the next game on the States." I understand about his feelings. Then he said, "I will been playing soccer; however, I might not have this feeling like strong unity with my high school teammates anymore. That's way I feel so sad." I and my son will have never forgotten the last game conducted in strong wind and heavy rain.