The ball hit the ground with a dull thud. Dimpho knew he was out. He's playing baseball and he just hit a foul ball. He walked back to his team, and one of the players hit him lightly on the head. He's hit him lightly a lot in the past, as a sign of friendship.
'Don't worry about it, you can hit it next time.
It's difficult to hit such a small target,' he said. It was practice time and Dimpho was trying baseball for the first time. He hasn't hit the ball once yet. He likes baseball, but it's quite difficult.
After the practice, his friend said, 'Let's hit the road, and go home.'
Dimpho sighed and said, 'Yeah, that sounds good.'
They went home quietly.