Thursday, May 26, 2011

How I Learned to Zigzag

My brothers let me start in the middle when we played dodge Frisbee. It hurt to get hit, so I became adept at dodging, and if I caught the Frisbee, I got to trade places with the thrower. I became so good at catching that they changed the rules. You’re ready for this, they said. I beamed proudly at their praise. From then on, only one-handed catches counted to get out of the hole. When I mastered those, they tired of the game, and invented Drawn-and-Quartered, which never ended in real quartering, although they sometimes left me for the ants.

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