When Allie’s father came home from work
Friday evening, he brought her a gift. “Because I
love," he said, and kissed Allie on her nose. The gift
was something that Allie really wanted-a basketball.
The next day, Allie and her father walked to the
playground. Allie loved the sound her new
basketball made as she bounced it on the sidewalk.
As they passed the firehouse, they waved to Mr.
Puchinsky, the fire captain.
“Hi, Domino!” Allie called to the firehouse dog.
Domino wagged his tail and licked Allie’s basketball
when she held it for him to sniff.
At the playground, Allie scanned the basketball
courts while her father talked with Mr. Gonzales, the
park monitor. Some older kids already had a game
going. All of the players were boys. They hardly
ever missed a shot.
“Go ahead and practice, and then we’ll shoot
baskets together as soon as I get back from taking
Aunt Harriet shopping”, Allie’s father told her. “I’ll
just be across the street. If you need me, tell Mr.
Gonzalez, and he’ll come get me.”
“Okay,” Allie replied.
She waved good-bye and ran to an empty court. Page 2
She lifted her new basketball over her head and
aimed. The shot missed. She aimed again. She
missed again.
One of the boys playing in the next court noticed
Allie and started to laugh. The others joined in.
“Boys,” Allie mumbled. The she dribbled and
bounced. And bounced and dribbled.
Allie’s friend Keisha came into the playground
with her hula hoop. Keisha saw Allie and held the
hoop up. Allie aimed her basketball and…Zoom!
Right through the middle.
“Let’s play basketball!” Allie said.
“I don’t know how,” Keisha answered.
“I’ll show you.”
Keisha twirled her hula hoop. “My brother says
basketball’s a boy’s game.”
“Your brother doesn’t know what he’s talking
about,” Allie said.
She aimed at an empty trash can. She stepped
back a few feet, and took a shot.
Thump! In!
Allie noticed her neighbor Buddy jumping rope
with her friend Sheba and another girl. When he
missed he ran off to join some other kids who wanted
to use his volleyball. Page 3
“Hi, Allie!” Sheba called. “Is that your
basketball?”
“Yep, my dad gave it to me. Want to shoot some
baskets?
“Maybe later,” Sheba replied. “Want to jump
double-dutch?”
“Maybe later,” Allie said.
Allie pretended she was playing soccer. She
kicked the call and chased it. Then she looked up at
the basket, aimed, and shot. The ball struck the
backboard, then the rim, and bounded off.
Julio, who was in Allie’s class at school,
whizzed by on his skateboard. He made a sharp turn
when he noticed the new basketball.
“Wow!” Julio exclaimed. “Is that yours?”
“Yes,” said Allie proudly. “Let’s shoot some
baskets!”
Julio looked at Allie, his eyes wide. “You must
be kidding!” he said. “Me shoot baskets with a girl?
No, thanks!” He laughed and skated away.
Allie heaved a sigh and eyed the basket. She
took another shot. The ball circled the rim and fell
off. She heard some of the boys in the next court
chuckle. She tried again. And again.
Allie sighed again and plopped down on a bench.
Buddy walked over, bouncing his volleyball. Page 4
“What’s up?” he asked. “Something wrong with
your basketball?”
“Well . . .” Allie hesitated.
“I’ll trade you my volleyball for it! It’s smaller
and lighter – it’ll be easier for you to play with.”
“I don’t know,” Allie said.
Buddy reached into his pocket. He took out a
miniature sports car, two quarters, and some grape
bubble gum-Allie’s favorite. “You can have these
and my volleyball for the basketball,” he said.
Allie thought it over. She remembered the first
time her father took her to a basketball game at
Madison Square Garden. She loved it all: The noise
of the crowd, the bright lights on the court, and
especially the slam-dunks the players made look so
easy! She knew right then and there that one day, she
would be a professional basketball player, too . . .
Allie hugged her basketball close. “No way I’m
getting rid of this ball! It’s a gift from my dad.
Someday I’m going to be the best basketball player
ever!”
“Well,” Buddy snorted, “some guys think girls
shouldn’t be playin’ basketball.”
“That’s dumb!” Allie bounced her ball. “My
cousin Gwen plays on one of the best high school Page 5
teams in her state. She’s won more than ten
trophies!”
Buddy looked surprised.
“Some girls think boys shouldn’t be jumping
rope,” Allie continued. “They think boys are no good
at it. That’s dumb, too”
Buddy unwrapped two pieces of gum. “Want
some?”
Allie and Buddy blew huge purple bubbles.
They popped their gum so loud that Domino ran over
to investigate. He pranced right up to Allie and
sniffed her basketball.
“Wanna play basketball, Domino? Come on,
boy, let’s play!”
Domino ran alongside Allie as she dribbled and
bounced. Laughing, Allie turned to toward the
basket, and took a long-distance shot. The ball
brushed against the backboard, rolled around the rim,
and dropped in!
Buddy jumped up from the bench. “Nice shot,
Allie!” he yelled, and ran to retrieve the ball.
“Thanks,” Allie said, beaming.
Julio saw the shot, too. So did Sheba. They both
hurried to the center of the court.
“Here!” Allie and Julio and Sheba called to
Buddy almost in one voice.
Page 6
Buddy dribbled the ball, then passed it to Allie.
She took a shot and missed.
“Don’t worry, Allie!” Buddy yelled. Julio and
Sheba each shot and missed. Allie caught the ball
and dribbled closer to the basket. I can’t wait to
show Dad what I can do, she thought.
Up, up went the ball. It didn’t touch the
backboard. It didn’t touch the rim. It didn’t touch
anything.
Zoom! In!
The older boys in the next court applauded. Mr.
Gonzalez whistled. Domino barked. Above all the
noise rose a familiar voice-Allie’s father.
“That-a-girl!” he shouted. “Hooray for Allie!”
When Allie’s father came home from work
Friday evening, he brought her a gift. “Because I
love," he said, and kissed Allie on her nose. The gift
was something that Allie really wanted-a basketball.
The next day, Allie and her father walked to the
playground. Allie loved the sound her new
basketball made as she bounced it on the sidewalk.
As they passed the firehouse, they waved to Mr.
Puchinsky, the fire captain.
“Hi, Domino!” Allie called to the firehouse dog.
Domino wagged his tail and licked Allie’s basketball
when she held it for him to sniff.
At the playground, Allie scanned the basketball
courts while her father talked with Mr. Gonzales, the
park monitor. Some older kids already had a game
going. All of the players were boys. They hardly
ever missed a shot.
“Go ahead and practice, and then we’ll shoot
baskets together as soon as I get back from taking
Aunt Harriet shopping”, Allie’s father told her. “I’ll
just be across the street. If you need me, tell Mr.
Gonzalez, and he’ll come get me.”
“Okay,” Allie replied.
She waved good-bye and ran to an empty court. Page 2
She lifted her new basketball over her head and
aimed. The shot missed. She aimed again. She
missed again.
One of the boys playing in the next court noticed
Allie and started to laugh. The others joined in.
“Boys,” Allie mumbled. The she dribbled and
bounced. And bounced and dribbled.
Allie’s friend Keisha came into the playground
with her hula hoop. Keisha saw Allie and held the
hoop up. Allie aimed her basketball and…Zoom!
Right through the middle.
“Let’s play basketball!” Allie said.
“I don’t know how,” Keisha answered.
“I’ll show you.”
Keisha twirled her hula hoop. “My brother says
basketball’s a boy’s game.”
“Your brother doesn’t know what he’s talking
about,” Allie said.
She aimed at an empty trash can. She stepped
back a few feet, and took a shot.
Thump! In!
Allie noticed her neighbor Buddy jumping rope
with her friend Sheba and another girl. When he
missed he ran off to join some other kids who wanted
to use his volleyball. Page 3
“Hi, Allie!” Sheba called. “Is that your
basketball?”
“Yep, my dad gave it to me. Want to shoot some
baskets?
“Maybe later,” Sheba replied. “Want to jump
double-dutch?”
“Maybe later,” Allie said.
Allie pretended she was playing soccer. She
kicked the call and chased it. Then she looked up at
the basket, aimed, and shot. The ball struck the
backboard, then the rim, and bounded off.
Julio, who was in Allie’s class at school,
whizzed by on his skateboard. He made a sharp turn
when he noticed the new basketball.
“Wow!” Julio exclaimed. “Is that yours?”
“Yes,” said Allie proudly. “Let’s shoot some
baskets!”
Julio looked at Allie, his eyes wide. “You must
be kidding!” he said. “Me shoot baskets with a girl?
No, thanks!” He laughed and skated away.
Allie heaved a sigh and eyed the basket. She
took another shot. The ball circled the rim and fell
off. She heard some of the boys in the next court
chuckle. She tried again. And again.
Allie sighed again and plopped down on a bench.
Buddy walked over, bouncing his volleyball. Page 4
“What’s up?” he asked. “Something wrong with
your basketball?”
“Well . . .” Allie hesitated.
“I’ll trade you my volleyball for it! It’s smaller
and lighter – it’ll be easier for you to play with.”
“I don’t know,” Allie said.
Buddy reached into his pocket. He took out a
miniature sports car, two quarters, and some grape
bubble gum-Allie’s favorite. “You can have these
and my volleyball for the basketball,” he said.
Allie thought it over. She remembered the first
time her father took her to a basketball game at
Madison Square Garden. She loved it all: The noise
of the crowd, the bright lights on the court, and
especially the slam-dunks the players made look so
easy! She knew right then and there that one day, she
would be a professional basketball player, too . . .
Allie hugged her basketball close. “No way I’m
getting rid of this ball! It’s a gift from my dad.
Someday I’m going to be the best basketball player
ever!”
“Well,” Buddy snorted, “some guys think girls
shouldn’t be playin’ basketball.”
“That’s dumb!” Allie bounced her ball. “My
cousin Gwen plays on one of the best high school Page 5
teams in her state. She’s won more than ten
trophies!”
Buddy looked surprised.
“Some girls think boys shouldn’t be jumping
rope,” Allie continued. “They think boys are no good
at it. That’s dumb, too”
Buddy unwrapped two pieces of gum. “Want
some?”
Allie and Buddy blew huge purple bubbles.
They popped their gum so loud that Domino ran over
to investigate. He pranced right up to Allie and
sniffed her basketball.
“Wanna play basketball, Domino? Come on,
boy, let’s play!”
Domino ran alongside Allie as she dribbled and
bounced. Laughing, Allie turned to toward the
basket, and took a long-distance shot. The ball
brushed against the backboard, rolled around the rim,
and dropped in!
Buddy jumped up from the bench. “Nice shot,
Allie!” he yelled, and ran to retrieve the ball.
“Thanks,” Allie said, beaming.
Julio saw the shot, too. So did Sheba. They both
hurried to the center of the court.
“Here!” Allie and Julio and Sheba called to
Buddy almost in one voice.
Page 6
Buddy dribbled the ball, then passed it to Allie.
She took a shot and missed.
“Don’t worry, Allie!” Buddy yelled. Julio and
Sheba each shot and missed. Allie caught the ball
and dribbled closer to the basket. I can’t wait to
show Dad what I can do, she thought.
Up, up went the ball. It didn’t touch the
backboard. It didn’t touch the rim. It didn’t touch
anything.
Zoom! In!
The older boys in the next court applauded. Mr.
Gonzalez whistled. Domino barked. Above all the
noise rose a familiar voice-Allie’s father.
“That-a-girl!” he shouted. “Hooray for Allie!”
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เมื่อพ่อแอลลี่ก็กลับมาจากทำงาน
ตอนเย็นวันศุกร์ เขาพาเธอมาฝาก " เพราะฉัน
รัก , " เขากล่าวว่า , และจูบ Allie บนจมูกของเธอ ของขวัญ
บางอย่างที่ อัลลีย์ wanted-a จริงๆบาสเกตบอล
วันถัดไป อัลลีย์ และพ่อของเธอเดินไป
สนามเด็กเล่น อัลลีย์รักเสียงของเธอทำให้บาสเกตบอลใหม่
ขณะที่เธอเลี้ยงมันบนทางเท้า
เป็นพวกเขาผ่านสถานี เขาโบกมือให้คุณ
Puchinsky, the fire captain.
“Hi, Domino! ” Allie called to the firehouse dog.
Domino wagged his tail and licked Allie’s basketball
when she held it for him to sniff.
At the playground, Allie scanned the basketball
courts while her father talked with Mr. Gonzales, the
park monitor. Some older kids already had a game
going. All of the players were boys. They hardly
ever missed a shot.
" ไปปฏิบัติ แล้วเราค่อยยิง
ตะกร้ากันทันทีที่กลับจากถ่าย
ป้าแฮเรียตช้อปปิ้ง " พ่อ อัลลีย์ บอกเธอ " ฉันจะ
แค่จะข้ามถนน ถ้าคุณต้องการให้ผมบอกคุณ
Gonzalez , และเขาจะมารับฉัน "
" โอเค " แอลลี่ตอบ
เธอโบกมือบอกลาและวิ่งไปที่ลานว่าง หน้า 2
เธอยกบาสเกตบอลใหม่ของเธอเหนือหัวของเธอและ
เล็ง . The shot missed. She aimed again. She
missed again.
One of the boys playing in the next court noticed
Allie and started to laugh. The others joined in.
“Boys,” Allie mumbled. The she dribbled and
bounced. And bounced and dribbled.
Allie’s friend Keisha came into the playground
with her hula hoop. Keisha saw Allie and held the
hoop up. Allie aimed her basketball and…Zoom!
ขวาผ่านตรงกลาง
" ไปเล่นบาสเกตบอล " อัลลีย์ กล่าว
" ไม่รู้ว่า " คีชา ตอบ
" ผมจะแสดงให้คุณ . " เธอ twirled
คีชาฮูล่าฮูป . " พี่ฉันพูด
บาสเกตบอลเกมของเด็ก . "
" พี่ไม่รู้ว่าเขาพูด
เกี่ยวกับ " อัลลีย์ กล่าว
เธอมุ่งว่างเปล่าถังขยะ เธอก้าว
กลับมาไม่กี่ฟุต แล้วยิงออกไป
ตุบ ! ใน
อัลลีย์สังเกตเห็นเธอเพื่อนบ้านเพื่อนกระโดดเชือกกับเพื่อนของเธอ และบา
สาวอื่น เมื่อเขา
คิดถึงเขาหนีไปเข้าร่วมกับบางอื่น ๆ เด็กที่ต้องการ
ใช้วอลเลย์บอลของเขา หน้า 3
" สวัสดี อัลลีย์ " เมืองเรียกว่า " นั่นคือบาสเกตบอล
? "
" ใช่ พ่อฉันให้ฉันมา อยากยิงบ้าง
ตะกร้า ?
" ทีหลัง " เชกล่าว " อยากกระโดด
คู่ดัตช์ ? "
" ทีหลัง " อัลลีย์ กล่าว
Allie pretended she was playing soccer. She
kicked the call and chased it. Then she looked up at
the basket, aimed, and shot. The ball struck the
backboard, then the rim, and bounded off.
Julio, who was in Allie’s class at school,
whizzed by on his skateboard. He made a sharp turn
when he noticed the new basketball.
“Wow! ” Julio exclaimed. “Is that yours? ”
“Yes,” said Allie proudly." ยิงไป
ตะกร้า "
. . มองแอลลี่ ดวงตาของเขากว้าง คุณต้อง
ล้อเล่น ! " เขากล่าวว่า " ผมยิงตะกร้ากับผู้หญิง ?
ไม่ ขอบคุณ ! " เขาหัวเราะและเล่นสเก็ตออกไป
อัลลีย์ตาถอนใจยาว และตะกร้า เธอ
ถ่ายอีก ลูกบอลวงกลมขอบตก
ปิด เธอได้ยินเสียงของเด็กผู้ชายในศาล
หัวเราะต่อไป เธอพยายามอีกครั้ง และอีกครั้ง
Allie sighed again and plopped down on a bench.
Buddy walked over, bouncing his volleyball. Page 4
“What’s up? ” he asked. “Something wrong with
your basketball? ”
“Well . . .” Allie hesitated.
“I’ll trade you my volleyball for it! It’s smaller
and lighter – it’ll be easier for you to play with.”
“I don’t know,” Allie said.
Buddy reached into his pocket. He took out a
รถสปอร์ตขนาดเล็กสองไตรมาส และชื่นชอบหมากฝรั่งฟององุ่น
อัลลีย์ . " คุณสามารถมีเหล่านี้
และวอลเลย์บอลสำหรับบาสเกตบอล " เขากล่าว
อัลลีย์คิดแล้วคิดอีก หล่อนจำได้ ครั้งแรก
เวลาที่พ่อของเธอพาเธอกับเกมบาสเกตบอลที่
เมดิสันสแควร์ การ์เดน เธอชอบมันทั้งหมด : เสียง
ของฝูงชน , ไฟสว่างในศาลและ
especially the slam-dunks the players made look so
easy! She knew right then and there that one day, she
would be a professional basketball player, too . . .
Allie hugged her basketball close. “No way I’m
getting rid of this ball! It’s a gift from my dad.
Someday I’m going to be the best basketball player
ever! ”
“Well,” Buddy snorted, “some guys think girls
ไม่ควรเล่นบาสเกตบอล "
" มันโง่ ! " แอลลี่ เด้งลูกของเธอ " ของฉัน
ญาติเกวนเล่นบนหนึ่งในดีที่สุดสูงหน้าโรงเรียน 5
ทีมในสถานะของเธอ เธอจะมากกว่าถ้วยรางวัล 10
! "
เพื่อนดูแปลกใจ
" ผู้หญิงบางคนคิดว่าเด็กไม่ควรกระโดด
เชือก อัลลีย์อย่างต่อเนื่อง " พวกเขาคิดว่ามีผู้ชายไม่ดี
ที่ นั่นมันโง่เหมือนกัน "
เพื่อนแกะสองชิ้นส่วนของหมากฝรั่ง" ต้องการ
บาง ? "
อัลลีย์และเพื่อนพัดขนาดใหญ่สีม่วงฟอง
ก็เหงือกของพวกเขาดังว่า โดมิโนทับ
เพื่อตรวจสอบ เขา pranced ขวาถึงอัลลีย์และ
ดมบาสของเธอ
" อยากเล่นบาสเกตบอล เกมโดมิโน ? เอาน่า
เด็ก เล่นกันเถอะ ! "
Domino วิ่งควบคู่ไปกับ อัลลีย์ ตามที่เธอ dribbled และ
เด้งออกไป หัวเราะ อัลลีย์หันไปทาง
ตะกร้าและยิงระยะไกล บอล
brushed against the backboard, rolled around the rim,
and dropped in!
Buddy jumped up from the bench. “Nice shot,
Allie! ” he yelled, and ran to retrieve the ball.
“Thanks,” Allie said, beaming.
Julio saw the shot, too. So did Sheba. They both
hurried to the center of the court.
“Here! ” Allie and Julio and Sheba called to
Buddy almost in one voice.
Page 6
Buddy dribbled the ball, then passed it to Allie.
She took a shot and missed.
“Don’t worry, Allie! ” Buddy yelled. Julio and
Sheba each shot and missed. Allie caught the ball
and dribbled closer to the basket. I can’t wait to
show Dad what I can do, she thought.
Up, up went the ball. It didn’t touch the
backboard. It didn’t touch the rim. It didn’t touch
anything.
Zoom! In!
The older boys in the next court applauded. Mr.
Gonzalez whistled. Domino barked. Above all the
noise rose a familiar voice-Allie’s father.
“That-a-girl! ” he shouted. “Hooray for Allie! ”
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