I was picked last on teams, again. I was screaming for the ball but no one passed, again. Since it didnt seem to matter to anyone whether I was there or not, I talked to Violeta. It was my turn to bat and I swung the bat over my shoulder, kept my eyes focused. Whoosh! But no Clang. "Strike 1!" coach yelled.
I swung the bat over my shoulder once more after I rolled my eyes. Whoosh! Still no Clang. "Strike 2!", there was a whole bunch of muttering noises behind me. I groaned.
I focused once more, swung the bat over my shoulder. Come on! Third time lucky! I said to myself. Whoosh! Clang! Finally the stupid ball hit my bat. I ran to first, second, third base and made myself those home run thingies that you have when you go to base to base.
I was already sweating. Boy, I needed to get into shape.
very funny mari:) great job!!i could totally see how u felt when u were doing baseball. I agree.....I HATE BASEBALL....but I like how U didnt give it:D
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ReplyDeleteThat was good description, I'm sorry that I didn't talk to you...but I'll try tomorrow. Also I agree with Yeji, good thing that you kept trying and soon succeeded. Good job!
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