"When it came to football, Billy was different. Black hands grab the ball. Black feet kick the ball. Black hopes rise up with the ball to the sickly white sky. No one can stop him now. He forgets about the river, and the people of his blood ..." But who can forget their own past? Billy finds that the ties which hold him to the people of his blood are strong indeed... Retold by Christine Lindop. Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге Doors to a Wider Place: Stories from Australia: Level 4