Panama City, Florida

850-691-8669






9. "Parent" Baseball / Softball Instructional Program


NEW!!!
Parent Instructional Hitting Program


Children six years old and younger don't need private lessons, but their parents might.

This program is designed to teach parents how to play with their children; to motivate and have fun at the same time. Notice I said, "Play" not instruct. Yes you can pay me to do it...which I will be more than happy to do. But at such a tender age the goals are different and you as a parent should be the first and best resource.

I will instruct you (the parent) how to teach, to motivate and have fun learning a new skill with your child.

This program will be available during the months of November thru February. So take advantage of it "NOW" and learn a skill that you'll find personally rewarding while giving your child (player) the confidence he/she will need to excel not just in baseball or softball but in life.

Tony Scoglio
Professional Instructor and Program Coordinator
Direct line: (708) 990-9000
Direct email: tscoglio@gmail.com
Website: http://tonyscoglio.blogspot.com/
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Thanks for writing this.






STAR SPANGLE BANNER LYRICS

O! say can you see by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O! say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

STAR SPANGLE BANNER POEM

STAR SPANGLE BANNER POEM
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O! say can you see by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O! say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
.
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner, O! long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
.
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
.
O! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation.
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave![12]
.
.
In indignation over the start of the Civil War, Oliver Wendell Holmes[13] added a fifth stanza to the song in 1861 which appeared in songbooks of the era.[14]
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When our land is illumined with liberty's smile,
If a foe from within strikes a blow at her glory,
Down, down with the traitor that tries to defile
The flag of the stars, and the page of her story!
By the millions unchained,
Who their birthright have gained
We will keep her bright blazon forever unstained;
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave,
While the land of the free is the home of the brave.
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[edit] Alternative lyrics In a version hand-written by Francis Scott Key in 1840, the third line reads "Whose bright stars and broad stripes, through the clouds of the fight,".[15]