Yesterday I saw two little boys playing baseball. Instead of using conventional equipment, however, (a bat and a ball) they were using a broken broom stick and an empty soda can.
The pitcher winded up, threw the can, and the batter hit it across the street. It might as well have been Fenway...They were cheering, throwing their arms up, and staring around the streets waiting for everyone to call out their names.
Then one of the boys picked up a fresh soda can and dusted it off.
And I kept walking by. I wish I could have given them a real baseball (a bat, too) but honestly, it was nice seeing kids be creative and use anything they could to keep playing. To turn eyesores into something special.