Batter Up

Well, Its almost over. Last year, I was a wreck at this time at the thought of saying goodbye to my class. I have mixed feelings this time around.

Anyways, we had field day today, which was a lot of fun! We had eleven different events, many of theme a series of relay races, and a few water activites. i am so glad that we did this...these kinds of activities really boost morale on a school site. Too bad we don't have more of them anymore!

In the afternoon, we had the teachers versus 6th grade soccer game. I didn't sign up because the idea of playing softball terrified me - last year at my *other* school we played kickball, which seemes a lot less... dangerous.

But, my kids strongly encouraged me to play, and it makes it a lot easier to stand out in left field praying nervously and anxiously that no ball ever comes your way, when you have 30 kids screaming your name from the sidelines.

And yes, some balls did come my way. And no, I didn't field them very well at all. the upside is nothing really went past me. I was able to stop everything so I didn't have to chase it. Let's see...one time it rolled out and I scooped it up and threw it to our short stop...when really I should have thrown it to second. Another time, it was a pop fly right to me and it hit my glove but rolled out :o(...but I recovered and threw it quickly to the short stop...albiet it a little to high...and the third time I was able to again catch it on a roll (after both the short stop and the thirdbase man missed it) and send it back to third...unfortunatly the runner was already safe.

The upside is that I had 5 at bats, and I hit the ball each time. (one time was close, though...two strikes and a foul before I hit it.) I got out at first twice, but the other three times I made it home...securing 3 of our 17 total points. The sixth graders ended up with 16...and admittidly there was a certain player on our team, playing first base, that gave up quite a few outs to the sixth graders.

It was a lot of fun, and I was quite pleased. Of course, now I am exhausted...i fell asleep on the couch at 7:30 in the process of thinking about how I really should get up.

I have the sinking suspicion that I am going to be a little sore in the morning.