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Friday, October 9, 2009

A Love Story

Joseph looked around nervously. This was the first time he had ever been to a home school teen event, and he had no idea how to play Ultimate Frisbee. Come to think of it, this was Joseph's first year of homeschooling, and he didn't known any one! He wondered if most fourteen-year-old boys were ever in this situation. He was really scared.
Well, as the game started, Joseph still only had a rudimentary knowledge of what he was doing, even though every one else on his team had explained it to him about three times. (that would be every individual person told him three times. Joseph was a slow learner) Any way, it looked rough. So far he wasn't sure he liked any one hear...except for that girl on the other team. She looked about his age, she was about his height to and had long brown hair that fell around her shoulders. He had noticed her immediately. As the game started though, all thoughts of her disappeared. He was too frantic. Joseph was the kind of person who was scared of Frisbees flying straight at his head. It was unnerving. Suddenly Joseph screamed as he bumped into someone and was knocked off his feet. As he hit the ground, a searing pain ripped through his leg. Through blurry vision he saw the brown-haired girl drop to her knees in the grass beside him.
"Are you alright?" she inquired worriedly. "I didn't mean to run into you."
"I think my leg is broken." Joseph moaned.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" The girl said. "I'll call an ambulance. Oh, by the way, my name is Rebbecca." Joseph liked that name.
"I'm Joseph" he whispered, barely getting the words out. "But most people just call me Joe." He didn't have time to say more before Rebbecca ran into the house to call 9-1-1.
It was only a few more times that Joseph saw Rebbecca, and it wasn't long before he was in college. Walking down the hall to Spanish class one day, he was thinking about the kind girl who had helped him all those years ago. It seemed a coincidence that Rebbecca herself was walking down the hallway in the other direction thinking about the kid who broke his leg playing Ultimate Frisbee. They were both thinking so hard, they didn't notice each other. It wasn't long before both of them were on the floor staring at the other.
"Rebbecca? That's weird...I was just thinking about you!" Rebbecca couldn't believe it either. A year later they were married. This has been the very odd story of a very odd home schooled kid named Joe.
Note: The point of this story is definitely not to make fun of Joe. (It's also not to be realistic...if you know what I mean.) the point of this story is to illustrate the fact that kindness is almost always rewarded...even when it takes years.


  1. That was a very cool odd story!

    Only the part about him breaking his leg didn't quite seem real... but that could just be 'cause I broke mine awfully bad.