Marco gripped the bat tightly, sweat beaded up on his brow as he stared out at the pitchers mound.
Marco squinted at the ball, and swung. It was a big swing. The bat connected, and the ball flew out of the park. The cover tore off the ball, and it began to burn. It burned clear the way out into outer space, and satellites began to orbit around it.
Very few people have heard of Marco, but we see the ball that he hit every day. We call it the sun.
Marco doesn’t know that so many people are getting light and energy from the the ball that he hit, but he’s pretty happy about hitting a home run.
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