I am writing this post to keep the memory of the first basketball game in which Jo, the middle child, fouled out. She is 8 years old and in the game this past Saturday she fouled out for the very first time. In the 3rd quarter. That’s right-8 years old-fouled out-3rd quarter.
Jo is known as the quiet child of the family. But she is not really all that quiet to me. When the other children talk on average 19 bajillion words a minute, Jo might average about 9 bajillion words a minute. A bajillion is a lot of talking people.
When she gets on that basketball court, she is after the ball. Because mommy dearest told her the whole point of basketball is to get the ball, shoot the ball, get the ball. Get the ball-get the ball-get the ball.
But the most amazing thing happened. Before she fouled out, she did the most amazing thing. SHe was standing at center court while one her teammates was shooting a free throw. When her teammate shot the 2nd time, Jo ran from the center court, rebounded the ball, and put it up for 2 points before anybody else moved. It was just a breathtaking thing to see.
The other coach went nuts. Instead of appreciating the absolute beauty of an 8 year old having enough thought to pull something like that off, he shows his assssssss and almost gets thrown out of the game.
I am still shake my head at the wonder of it all.
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