The Basketball Game

Republished from me Conor Hastings a second grader, written some time during the 1995–1996 school year. I think this story provides a message that we can all understand. Ghosts aren’t real. Without further ado…

the basketball game, the story in all its glory.

There were two kids, their names were Anthony and Steven. They both love basketball but it’s just that they weren’t too good at it. They practiced every day but they still weren’t too good. But they didn’t give up
The next day they had a game. All the kids made fun of them because they each had only 2 points and 1 rebound.

After the game Anthony and Steven walked home together. Steven was going to a wedding. He wouldn’t be back until one o’clock. Anthony was sad he had no one to play with. When Steven got back from the wedding Anthony was so happy. He asked Steven if he wanted to play basketball. He said okay. At first they were doing the same old thing, just missing every shot. Then suddenly out of nowhere came the ghost of basketball.
“Hello kids! I won’t scare you. I’m going to teach you how to play basketball! Okay now come on let’s play! Okay first I’m going to teach you how to shoot. First put one hand in the middle and one hand on the side then bend and shoot. Good! I’ve got to go to some other houses. Keep trying and I’ll be at your game Sunday.”

On sunday everyone made fun of them again because the next game they still didn’t do so well. Only Steven had 3 points but the three points still had them down by two. Anthony hit a three pointer at the buzzer to win the game. Everyone cheered for him. He had won the game. Everyone picked him up over their shoulders .

Now they had confidence and they had friends and that’s all that matters.