Catch

Klunk! “Ouch!” I yelled out in response to being hit in the forehead with a rock. You may ask who threw the rock or was it with malicious intent. Well I will tell you, it is a rather funny story actually.

When I was a young lad of about 7, my attention span was not the greatest. I often switched from one game, activity, or thought faster than a light could be turned on. Even though I may have had a slight case of ADD, I caught on to ideas, experiences, and fact relatively easy. One hot summer day I learned a lot in only a matter of a couple hours. That day I learned some cow, some bull, and I learned to pay attention.

It was the day after the fourth of July and I was still buzzing with excitement from the festivities of the day before. I was outside admiring the world like I usually did, kicking stuff, digging holes, and basically being destructive. While I was on “tour” I pick up a rock the size of a large grape out of out gravel driveway and began tossing it in the air and catching it. At that time a few of my neighbors from across the street came outside. It was Courtney, the oldest, josh, the middle child, and Corrine, the youngest of the three. They were all in a bustle and terribly excited because in their possession was a handful