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Picasso Baseball Monologue

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I stared in awe as I saw the glistening field. The sun was shining bright and there was a fresh breeze that filled me with all the hope a six year old could have. It was a perfect day, the kind of day that would have made Picasso paint. In my situation, this day gave me confidence, I wanted to learn more about this rollercoaster ride of emotion by the name of baseball. The sign up, the practice, the boys, the fail. Little did I know that this dirt filled field would be my life. Little did I know that I would grow to be more comfortable around boys than dramatic girls. (I have to admit that’s very hypocritical of me to say…) Little did I know that in the future I would have a fight with myself about this topic. (a.k.a. mood swings) After barely
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