After what seems like forever to a second grader (a half hour) Walking down the steps to recess, I was too excited to notice it the first time. I sprinted over to the field, and like the other kids already were, started to play whiffle ball. The game was going great, and I was soaking up the sun in the hot spring on the turf. Once the game was over, I slowly walked back, behind the group. Somehow, the other boys neglected to notice it, and as I was looking down, saw a glint in the mulch ahead of me. I stopped and bent down, and then picked it up turning it over in my hand. I decided to not show it to my teacher, and just pocketed it instead. I sat in the classroom, turning it over and over in my pocket, memorizing its intricacy. When I got home, I showed my parents, and they were shocked. The item that I had found was of substantial value and they told me to turn it in to the front desk tomorrow. When I did the lady was also surprised, and told me that if no one claimed it by the end of the week, I could keep it. I got to thinking about it during class and finally the end of the week rolled around. I rushed to the desk at the end of the school day, and hoped for the best. After what seemed like 10 minutes, she finally pulled it out and handed it back to me and told me to take good care of it. When I got home, I immediately put it on my shelf, and it has stayed there ever since. Comment what you think it is.
Every golfer dreams of this moment. Staring down the expanse of flawless, manicured fairway and hoping that they can just do their job of making a par. Winning is everything. Going into the last hole one up and just needing a par to win.
I stepped onto the first tee and breathed in the smell of fresh grass. All eyes on me, the first hole; a 250 yard par four. I stepped up and crushed a 3 wood to 15 feet. A great start to the day. After making birdie on the first hole, I thought I had a chance of winning back to back. The day before, I had won at fresh pond by one stroke, shooting an 80. Beating not only the people in my age group, but also the 16 to 18 group. After receiving the trophy, I drank the complimentary coke and left.
Little did I realize that this was just the start to a fabulous golf year. This win sparked something deep within me; that I could win. Back to the course at hand, after a rainy 5 holes, we were all forced inside, and we were talking about our scores. Only myself and another kid I knew from previous tournaments were playing well, it just so happened he was one hole ahead of me and we were tied. Once we got back out, I knew that I would have to shoot a great score to win. With a new vigor, I played some of the best golf of my life, and I was four over coming into the last hole, a par three. I asked him what he was shooting, he was five over, and his ball was on the green 20 feet from the hole. I watched nervously as he stood over the putt... lipped out, tapped in, and tipped his hat towards me.
Every golfer dreams of this moment. Staring down the expanse of flawless, manicured fairway and hoping that they can just do their job of making a par. Winning is everything. Going into the hole one up and just needing a par to win. As I hit my tee shot, I knew I hit it right where I wanted it and just watched. The ball took off straight at the hole, dropped down, and ended 15 yards short of the green. I knew this was going to be a hard par to make, a downhill chip and a tough breaking comeback putt. I stepped up and hit the chip thin, It rolled to 20 feet. This putt for the win, palms are sweating on my grip, I lined up the putt 3 times, breathed deep and hit the putt.
The putt rolled true and flat, but at the last minute turned hard left hitting the lip, and dropped. My best round ever; a 76. I went over and congratulated him on shooting a great round, but still breathing heavily from the pressure of the putt.
MORE SNOW! While we are breaking records, we are also forming deadly icicles, which are now being coated in snow, due to the "hurricane of snow" that we are having. With winds exceeding 50 mph, snow drifts and icicles being blown into your face are not too unrealistic. I woke this morning to the sound of an excessively loud crash, which on further examination turned out to be a monstrous icicle that fell outside my window. For scale, my window is 4'2 ...the icicle is probably 10'. The one benefit to the overnight snowstorm was the growth of the sledding hill in the backyard. It has now exceeded the height of any hill in past years, and Keeka can't even get through the snow because of how deep it is. It looks helarious because she trys to jump, but she can't because the snow collapses under her. Beside eating gummy bears, and possibly get glasses, there is nothing that is planned this weekend.
Happy valentines day everyone! Hope you all have had as good a day as I have, filled with lots of sugar.
The day before the Super Bowl, Key and Peele, my favorite YouTubers came out with super bowl edition of the "east west bowl." Just in case you missed out on the hilariousness of the first two, they are below. With their first east west bowl, they have nearly 30 million views, and have their own tv show. The premise of the east west bowl is they they make up names for the "players" on both teams and put wigs, false teeth, and accents to make the players come alive. If you are in a public area you might consider refraining from watching it because of the stares you get from laughing so hard. Just writing the names down would not be enough, so here are the videos.
I hope that you enjoyed these videos as much as I did, comment your favorite name and remember to watch their videos frequently for lots of laughs!
The Odyssey is a book with many different themes. One theme is that is no good deed goes unpunished. A good example of this is an book 9 with the cyclops Polyphemus. After his crew tells Odysseus to steal the food and run, Odysseus wants to stay to thank the cave dweller for his sheep cheese and milk. Unfortunately the owner of the food is a cyclops. As you may have imagined this does not end well for Odysseus and his crew. The cyclops ate two of his men. He threw Odysseus and locked it with a boulder. Odysseus had to devise a plan to escape. He finds a wooden stake in the cave, and hardens it in the fire. when Polyphemus returns, Odysseus gives him wine from the ship. The cyclops gets drunk and asks Odysseus his name. he says, Nobody. When Polyphemus falls asleep, Odysseus and his men poke his eye with the stake. Neighbors rush to the sound of the cyclops screaming, but when they ask what's wrong, he replies, Nobody's killing me. Odysseus tells the men to hide on the underside of the sheep when they go out to graze.
Standing at the top of the hill on my makeshift snowboard, just a sled I realized as a started down that this was probably a terrible idea. Too late, as I had already begun the steep descent and was beginning to lose my balance just as I realized I was already at the bottom. This 5 second ride was nothing glorified because I was just in my backyard riding down a 20 foot hill that my dad had built with the snow blower and packing the snow down. This is a tradition that we do every year, if weather permits, and every year my dad takes the first run down the hill with my dog on the sled. After playing, we go inside and drink hot cocoa. This is one of my favorite winter activities because it always makes me happy.
After a year of not playing, I have come back to bike race. When this game came out last year, it was the height of mobile gaming, and most people had the game. The premise of the game is simple; you hold down on the right side to drive, and hold down on the left side to brake. To steer your bike, you tilt your device side to side. You unlike bikes in the store by completing objectives, or you can purchase them. Some bikes can not be unlocked but have to be purchased, but go much faster, can rotate quicker and can not die. This game requires a Facebook to get good at the game, but can be played without one. Overall this game is a fun multiplayer game that can be played with all of your friends.