ms.powell

= = = =  The Beginning I started playing baseball when I was in elementary school. I remember I was so good that kids at lunch time would offer me some of their lunch to be on their team. The country was right in the middle of the great depression so my mom did not have the money to buy me and my siblings very many toys, so we had to do with what we had. As I got older, I had a variety of odd jobs at the local baseball field, such as selling hotdogs. I even had a job cleaning the stalls of bathrooms. That was when I started to get a passion for baseball. I remember I had really fast speed and I could hit the ball as hard and as far as I wanted to on the baseball field. As I got older, I had a variety of odd jobs at the local baseball field, such as selling hotdogs. He even had a job cleaning the stalls of bathrooms.



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Where I Found My Passion

I had a great passion for baseball. I loved being around the baseball field. This was when the blacks did not have very many rights. Martin Luther King Jr. was just now trying to make a stand about equality for all. I played one season in the Negro league that is where all of the black baseball players played ball. Then when the head coach of the Brooklyn dodgers saw me play ball he saw something different in me than all of the all African American players. So the coach invited me over to the field where the white players played baseball. He wanted to see how good I was, if I was at all. He liked what he saw in me. So he told me he would like me to try out for the team. He said I did well, and then he brought the white baseball team for the Brooklyn dodgers.

The Years In The Major Leagues

The whites were giving me dirty looks. I could tell they did not like me very much. When I tried to start a conversation with one of them they would give me a really nasty look, like they hated me. It was all because I was a different color than them, so they had to disliked me. They did not want me on their team as they were telling the coach,” I refuse to play baseball with a black man. Then the coach said to the players in a loud voice, “You can play here or go home”. Then there were a few players who turned around and started walking home. Most of the players did not have the money to quit their job so they had to stay, Even if they really did not want to play with a black man. The coach made a smart move on me being on his team. I was the first African American to play baseball in the major leagues and be in the hall of fame.