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Outside Looking In

Julie had never been one to partake in

 

Girly things, dollies and frills

 

Julie was one of those tomboy like girls

 

Who looked out for adventurous thrills

 

She loved riding bikes, down the hill at high speed

 

Screaming loud with her hands in the air

 

But Julie could not play in organized sports

 

Her mum said the cash wasn't there

 

She sat on the  sidelines and watched all the games

 

To not play the game was a sin

 

But Julie Macado would spend her whole life

 

On the outside of things looking in.

 

She knew all the players on all of the teams

 

She wanted so badly to play

 

But Julie Macado would learn pretty fast

 

She was one of the have-nots that day

 

In gym she was better than all of the guys

 

She sank every shot that she tried

 

But organized sports was just out of her league

 

She was still sitting on the outside

 

Her friends that she played with said

 

"Go see the coach", maybe he'll let you join up

 

When she told her poor mother that that's what's she'd do

 

Her mother told her to shut up

 

"I've done my best girl, to give you a life"

 

"And charity...I'll never take"

 

"If you're gonna play then you'll pay your own way

 

"For you learn more when somethings at stake"

 

So Julie went out, hustled, working part time

 

Doing all that she could to make bucks

 

But, when she had enough money to finally join in

 

The season was done...and that *****

 

Even though she had shown she could be on the team

 

She was finished and did not begin

 

Poor Julie Macodo was still not on the team

 

She was still outside looking in

 

She worked all that summer making money galore

 

She'd be ready to sign up that fall

 

She had enough money to pay for herself

 

She was going to play basketball

 

Her mum lost her job in early July

 

The plant that she worked at had closed

 

Now she too was outside looking in at the others

 

They would move...that was what she supposed

 

Again Julie Macado would miss out again

 

All of her money she gave to her mom

 

She would be an outsider for all of her life

 

Never playing a game...'cept for fun

 

Even though she was better than all in her school

 

She would never be in looking out

 

Until that one day, when a man from Kentucky

 

Had come up to Freeling to scout

 

He'd heard of this girl, who could shoot from the floor

 

She had skills that he had seldom seen

 

He signed her on up to a four year free ride

 

It was all like a really good dream

 

He told her of how, he had gotten a letter

 

About a young girl ..that was her

 

It was written in crayon and a little bid blurry

 

And it stated out with a Dear Ser,

 

the spelling was bad, but he read it completely

 

It told of how Julie could play

 

But she had not school record, no history so

 

He set out to see the girl play

 

He contacted the school and he asked them for game films

 

They said she played only in gym

 

So he set out directly to see for himself

 

The decision would be up to him

 

Now, Julie Macado has realized her dream

 

Her life is all set to begin

 

She did it herself, with a note from her Mother

 

She was no longer out looking in.

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Written by
roger-turner
Canadian
Published
May 5, 2012
Lines·Words
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Tags
#girls#inspiration#kids#school#high#college#sports#basketball#inclusion
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