Making the team

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NAME________________________________________ DATE___________________


It has been my lifelong dream to play on the middle school softball team. I began playing softball when Iwas in the second grade. My older brother taught me to play. He is three years older than I am. He practices with me every afternoon and always attends my games with my parents. This year, I startedsixth grade. The middle school softball team tryouts were announced last month. Every day since the announcement, my brother has helped me prepare for the team tryouts. The tryouts were held lastSaturday morning. Twenty-three students from my grade tried out for the team. The team only has spaces for five sixth grade students. I know I worked as hard as I could to prepare for the tryouts. I feltlike I had done a good job at the tryouts, but I was still nervous on Saturday night and Sunday morning, waiting for the team list to be posted. On Sunday afternoon, my parents took me to the school tosee who had made the team. I was so happy when I saw my name on the list. It is so exciting to be a part of the team. When we left the school, my parents said we should go out for pizza. It would justbe a little family celebration in my honor. They called my brother, and he met us at the restaurant. He walked in with a big smile on his face. He was really proud of me. My parents were very proudtoo, although they warned me about keeping my grades up and making sure I did all my homework every day. They do not need to worry about those things. I’ll work very hard to stay on the team.

1. This student is in the ____ grade. a. seventh b. fourth c. sixth d. eighth


NAME________________________________________ DATE___________________


Thefirst paragraph mainly discusses _____. a. eating pizza b. playing softball c. doing homework d. finding her name on the list Which of the following best describes how the girl felt when she saw her...
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