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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Black (10/15/09)

TITLE: The Marshal
By larry troxell
10/20/09


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My name is Marshall, spelled with two l’s. If you spell Marshal with one l, it means you’re a police officer.

My last name is Black. I’m named after my grandfather, not the color.

My friend John Mason is black, but I’m not. I call him by his last name because that’s what Coach does.

Mason pitches the ball real fast and I can hit a ball over the fence sometimes. Coach thinks we’re both very special.

My grandmother told me she marched for peace with Negroes like Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. when she was young. People refer to Mason as black or African-American. To me, Mason is just my friend; and my mother agrees that’s the way it should be.

Many of my friends weren’t allowed to play with me after I started hanging out with Mason. My friends’ parents cheer when Mason strikes out a batter, but after the game, they claim blacks should stay with their own kind.

Mason told me his grandfather was a great baseball pitcher too. Once, when his coach stopped at a restaurant, the owner refused to sell the team any hamburgers unless Mason’s grandfather ate outside. That made the coach angry, and they left without eating.

McDonald’s serves Mason and me hamburgers any time. It couldn’t have been a McDonald’s where Mason’s grandfather stopped that summer they won the baseball championship. Mason and I, we want to win the state baseball title too.

Mason’s father is the high school football coach. Mason will play football this fall, but I’ll be on the sidelines. My mother worries I’d get hurt, however I’m allowed to try out for basketball later. We’ll still be best friends; our parents say we can visit at each other’s homes any time we want.

Mason and I have another friend we learned about from Coach. We’re shy talking about him a whole lot. Our new friend says we’re supposed to love each other. Mason and I swore a pact to love everybody no matter how mean they are.

Mason’s family wants him to be a civil rights lawyer. I’m going to work for peace too.

Marshal Marshall Black. Pretty cool, huh?


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larry troxell 10/25/09
just testing to see if my connection is working.
Jan Ackerson 10/26/09
I really liked this, as I'm a product of the civil rights era, and am passionate about equality.

Your narrator seems to be about 14 or so, but sometimes his voice seemed much younger.

I'd love to read a longer version of this--I was very interested in the characters and their conflicts.
Allen Stark10/26/09
I have always been a fighter for human rights, as long as they align with God's moral laws. Well told story.
Mona Purvis10/27/09
Are you aware that all 12 paragraphs start with the letter "M"? Was this for a reason?
I wasn't sure of the age of the boys, but I like their spirit.

Mona
Joy Faire Stewart10/27/09
Very thoughtful story and I loved the friendship especially the Friend they both shared.
Beth LaBuff 10/27/09
I really enjoyed the voice of your story. Your MC's beginning explanations made me smile. (that's my kind of "humor"). :)
Mary Lou Cook10/27/09
Enjoyed the narrative. Liked the beginning and the ending. "Pretty cool, huh?" In agreement with the others. Not sure of Marshall's age. Nice job.
Mary Lou Cook10/28/09
I should have know Marshall's age with "Pretty cool, huh?" My 13 yr. old grandson says that quite often. My advice on writing ....never stop "writing, submitting, believing." Enjoyed your story.


   
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