Bowling ball

"That's not fair! What did you do at Vincent's? Become a pro at bowling?" I hiss, throwing a fit as Alex scores yet another strike. "I forgot what a sore loser you are." Alex laughs, taunting me as I go up to bowl. Swinging my arm back, I release the ball on the upturn and watch as it slides down the alley. I curse up a storm as I score yet another spare. "And I forgot when you became so good at bowling." I snap. "I used to always beat you!" "Did you ever consider the fact that I let you win?"

Everyone loves to tell the story of their first love, and the beautiful lesson they learned through the adventure. You hear the phrase, “you’ll never forget your first” as you see a small smirk flourish across the faces of people who remember their story. Through all the experiences shared, I never would have believed the result of falling out of love. All of the novels and sweet smiles never hinted about the time I would end up crumbled down on my bedroom's floor, with two years of a person's presence

As a child, driving to the bowling alley with my mother on Saturday mornings was always such a great feeling. Weekdays on the school bus were spent counting down the days until I got to go bowling again. As I drove there alone for the first time in over ten years, that same nostalgic feeling filled my core. But for some reason my nerves were higher that day than they had ever been. Talking myself down wasn’t working. This wasn’t just any day at the lanes for me. This was the return something that

Looking at the syllabus for management 330, entrepreneurship and small business management, see that there was four books that we had to read was a little intimidating. But after ordering the books and receiving them in the mail from Amazon there was a moment of relief. Looking through the books and seeing that two out of four were small and interesting was reassuring that it wasn’t four huge boring text books that we would have to plow through and do assignments from. Reading and talking about the

While I.M. was playing, the teacher was either in the same classroom or outside observing him on the playground. The teacher’s presence did not bother or interfere with I.M. and his play. Occasionally, he would ask the teacher when he needed help with a task. For example, he asked the teacher, “Can you help me with the Legos?” Moreover, most of the time I.M. got along and cooperated very well with his peers. However, there were times where him and other kids would have trouble sharing, so he would

My family and I are taking our first snowboarding trip as a family. I’ve only snowboarded once, where my two brothers, Juan and Rico, have snowboarded multiple times. So have my Mom and Dad, but my sister, Smella, is a first-timer. When we get there, the first thing we do is unpack in the lodge. The rest is a blur of changing, getting our snowboarding gear on, eating, and paying. Finally, we slow down enough to look at the map. I saw an overview of the slopes and was amazed! The smallest slope was

the royal ball where the prince will pick one mayden to dance with.” I was thrilled because Cinderella would actually be able to go out for a night… But of course my mother had to come in the way. “ You cannot go unless you sweep the floors, wash the dishes, clean the barn, dust the shoes, tidy our rooms and groom the horses” She gave her so much work that it would be nearly impossible for cinderella to attend the ball. Cinderella knew if she even wanted a chance at going to the ball that she

used a soccer ball as the first basketball. The game of soccer was originally played with an inflated animal bladder that was surrounded with leather (Leibs 67). Just as in every sport, as time evolves, so do the materials being played with. The materials begin becoming more durable, controllable, and affordable. During the Renaissance period, many sports were evolved and took a turn for the better. Although many sports were introduced during the Renaissance period; football, lawn bowling, and tennis

I was practically raised in the bowling alley. Considering my mother started bowling around the time I was born, I was practically born into one. For as long as I can remember Friday nights were known as bowling night. Over the years 30 Lanes had become a second home to me. While I did attend other bowling alleys with my mom. Such as Leisure Lanes on Tuesday’s, Miller Time on Wednesdays or Thursdays at the old Town & Country that burned down in ‘10. 30 Lanes is where I feel especially nostalgic

believed Rock the Clock was the most beneficial. Although I think Rock the Clock was the most beneficial; I attended three more events other than Rock the Clock. The other events were Cosmic Bowling, Freshman Orientation Day Two, and the Mud Olympics. Although Rock the Clock was the most beneficial. Cosmic Bowling was on August 22nd at 7:00pm. Timberlodge Lanes sponsored the event and did a splendid job hosting the event and publicizing the event. The event was publicized in brochures, letters, and