CHAPTER ONE
“Look out, Edith!”
You’re passing by your brothers’ room with your doll, when George and Henry nearly knock you over! They’ve got their baseball and bat, and George laughs.
“Playing dolls again?”
Actually, no. You have your dolls recite poetry to each other. It’s entertaining and improving.
This time, Henry laughs. “Just as well. You wouldn’t be any good at baseball. You’re just a girl!”
Oh! The nerve of them! You would be good at baseball … but you were also really looking forward to your dolls. You learned a new poem, and you’d love to practice it.
Do you join in baseball and show your brothers exactly how good girls are? Or do you play your own game, since you don’t care what they think?
What do you choose?
