When I first learned to play baseball it was with a plastic bat and ball. One year some of the older kids in the neighborhood moved up to a real baseball and a real wooden bat. The bat was way too heavy for me. I could barely swing it, let alone fast enough to actually hit the ball. I then found a half-size wooden bat in a closet. It must have been my older brother’s. I was much better with that one and it let me play with the big kids again.