Grandma I Am In Position

A large round blue ball.
A plastic bat, faded beyond belief.
An enthusiastic four-year-old grandson.

“Grandma, I am in position,” he says. “Throw the ball.”
Bam. It hits me on the top of the head, delighting him.
“You are a natural slugger, “I tell him.  
We repeat these steps about three hundred times.

“Five more minutes,” I say.
“Ten more,” he answers.
He was exhausted in about eight.
“You are throwing it wrong!” he told me haughtily.
Confidence! Nothing like it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kiser Avatar
May 7, 2019 at 8:33 AM
Bahaha! That's the way it goes...shame on you for throwing that ball wrong.
Krutsinger Avatar
May 7, 2019 at 10:57 AM
I know right?
Romios Avatar
May 7, 2019 at 2:48 AM
Yes! Thats how my grandson began,he was so teeny. He's now in Little League, all stars last year. He pitched a ball at a Minor League game He was so excited. I never dreamed that little practice led to all this, but his Dad gets the credit not me. Been his coach at least 8 years. Play ball..write Poems support friends panagiota
Krutsinger Avatar
May 7, 2019 at 5:14 AM
Playing ball is wonderful. The pitcher! He must be good! That rarely happens!
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