NO LOBBING BOWLING BALLS AT THE PINS!!

Saturday my aunt and uncle took us bowling. The only word I can think to describe it is 'wow'
It was Thing1, Thing2, Li'l Buddy(Patric) and me, against Mom, Dad, Aunt Maureen and Uncle William.
Patric went first, being the youngest. He walked up to the lane and picked a black ball. He stood for a minute taking aim...he walked forward still aiming, brought the ball up to his shoulder and chucked it down the lane. (All of us whatching cringed, I was half expecting it to go through the floor)
Patric began jumping up and down happily as the ball moved slowly toward the pins. Much to Patrics over whelming excitment the bowling ball knocked down three pins. He ran to the ball depositer and took another. My mom told him not to throw it down the lane and Patric happily obliged...to throw it under arm instead. (once again we all cringed)
but this time the ball didn't knock out any pins, this time Patric managed to get a gutter ball even though the ramps were up. Again Patric was told not to throw the ball. next up was my sister, Thing1. she was quite content with rolling the ball. But like Patric she has her own Techneques.
first she would walk to the lane. then she would turn around so she was facing the audience (aka us) next she would bend over so she was looking between her legs and gently she would roll the ball. She would whatch it roll for a few minutes then she would stand up and watch it roll the rest of the way.
My middle brother, Thing2 bowls like you are supposed to, and is very good. but I often find myself wondering where he fits in...and where I fit in for that matter... it was one of the most interesting bowling trips I have ever been on. Patric got two gutter balls and somehow one of the balls began rolling back toward him. It stopped in the middle of the lane and was there until Patric managed to hit it back on his next turn.
then we left and went home. Until next time!
                                                        --Shannon