A Good Day to Play Baseballby
Tanner "Nacho" Schenewark
It was a perfect day for a game of baseball. All of the boys in the city were gathering their gloves and bats.
Nacho could not find his glove. "Where could it be?" he said.
He looked beneath his bed. He looked in his closet. He couldn't find anything in there.

Nacho decided to look outside. He thought he would find his glove underneath the old swing. No glove.

Nacho began to think he would never find his glove in time for the baseball game. Would his mom know where his glove was?

No. She didn't know. Nacho was very sad. Could YOU help Nacho look for his glove?

Do you see the glove in the living room? Perhaps his glove is behind the umbrellas?

No glove.

Do you see the glove outside? Is it underneath the tree? No glove.

Why don't you take another look in his room, just to be certain. There it is! It was underneath the bed the entire time.

Thank you for helping to find Nacho's glove. Now he can play baseball with his friends.

But wait! Nacho, where's your bat?

The End.
4 comments:
Tanner, I love your story and how you created the book. I especially enjoyed the ending. Maybe you can get it published? I think you should try.
CUTE.
certainly non fiction in my world :)
Great job and fantastic talent to say the least!
Enrique, I loved the story. I read the whole thing in my Nacho Libre voice.
-Jay (Jorge) That was my name in spanish class.
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