Thursday, February 8, 2018

Six Sentence Stories - Pitch

For the majority of my life I have lived in places where I might likely be exposed to pitch from trees or lumber. One tries multifarious ways of trying to remove it from shoes, clothing, skin, and hair. It can be a tedious process. So where is that leading us, you may be wondering. It is my hope that you might hop over to Zoe's Six Sentence Stories - Pitch to see what bloggers have posted on her blog hop this week. Each story will be written in only six sentences and each one using the prompt word pitch. As for my story, pitch is a verb instead of a noun.



The fifth through eighth graders ran down the steps of the old two story schoolhouse as fast as they could knowing that they'd have to choose teams before the game actually could begin. Although she ran along with them, she hated playing softball, because for one, she was a terrible batter and two, a clumsy catcher. If she would ever have had a chance to pitch the ball, it would have been as likely to go over her own head and land somewhere behind her as to go forward toward the batter and then fall short of home plate.

Being chosen as a team captain was totally out of the question, because after all she was only a fifth grader and being put in that kind of a spotlight wasn't given to someone with so little skill and knowledge of the game. The spiel the teacher gave to this combined class was to curb grumbling about which team might end up with certain classmates, but she knew how her team felt from the expressions on they faces when her team's captain selected her because she was the only one left.

Humiliating as it was, she endured the hour and then she was saved by the school bell ringing to let them know that school was out for the day, but knowing the game would be continued the next day, and maybe the next.







8 comments:

  1. It is ...something to 'remember' or recall or simply believe how difficult the subject lives of children can be....we/they usually are quite skillful at masking our experiences at that age.

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    1. Agreed, and for those who keep those feelings within, not even sharing with a parent, teacher, counselor, confidant, and learning ways to overcome doesn't help them learn to deal with other disappointments which will surely come their way at different times in their life. It is better to know as a child that it isn't the end of the world and there are ways to prepare, overcome, etc.

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  2. Such a sad, and too familiar, tale. I bet, though, she grows up to be a fabulous writer, or mother or bookkeeper. Hopefully, she won't carry those feelings of being less than with her the rest of her life. Pitch, the noun - is that sap?

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    1. Everyone has their own disappointing moments in life. Sometimes it is just a matter of time before a mentor comes along and can analyze how to help a child improve in those areas in which he/she is that are lacking.

      Pitch and sap are slightly different. Pitch is more yellowish/orangeish and is much thicker and stickier, while sap is clearer and more watery.

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  3. Ohh, classmates choosing sides is barbaric. I was never one of the first picked, and I was never one of the last picked; just somewhere in the middle and pretty unimportant. Great story!

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    1. No one is unimportant, but it certainly does feel like that at times. It takes a while to learn that important lesson in life.

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  4. Oh, you can be on my team anytime! :-)

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    1. Thanks.:-) I knew I could count on you.

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