Sep 06 2008
A Basketball Player In The Making
Basketball is for me and not football unless they change the way the game is played. I am not afraid of the ball, but I will need some guidance to play that game. What is basketball anyways?
My mom says that I am going to be tall like my dad. I am all legs and arms. I sure hope my body grows into my legs and arms. I could look funny if they don’t. My dad is real tall and my mom is kind of short. I am going to be taller than my mom is. My dad says I am going to be a basketball player when I grow up because I will be so tall.
I don’t know why he wants me to play basketball and bounce a ball around when he likes hockey and football. Football looks dangerous to me. All them guys running after one guy with the ball does not seem fair to me. They should have more balls with one marked as the play ball so no one knows who has the real ball. Then everyone would chase a different person. I think I am going to like playing games.
I had a good nights sleep and was willing to stay up most of the day. I had fun looking around and swinging. Mom was watching TV and she did do some wash. I think she thought I didn’t know that she would sneak out the door to go to the washing machine. I know everything.
Dad said that tomorrow we would go for a walk if it does not rain. I think I will like getting outside again, since fall is coming. I know what that is now. It is going to get cooler and the trees are going to change colors. Then dad has to sweep leaves off the grass. It seems like a lot of work to have fall.
