One of my favorite inanimate objects is my softball bat. I would
imagine that it is a very calm object because it gets rid of its anger every
time it makes contact with a ball. I would also say that it hates the cold
because if it were to ever get cold it and hit a ball while it was cold it
would break and “die”. It likes to stay warm because that is when it has the
most power and won’t break. When I pitch is thrown it gets excited anticipating
the point of contact then once it makes contact with the ball it springs into
action and pushed against the ball with as much force as it can muster. I would
say the job of a softball bat it very difficult and tiring not only does it
have to hit a ball but then once it does it gets thrown in the dirt, then
picked up and thrown in the dugout. Sometimes it falls over, or gets knocked
over, or hits something other than a ball like a pole or something hard and
painful. The job of a softball bat is never done.
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