I believe 2013 is the first year during which my boys have caught more than one white bass during the white bass run. We heard they were running, so we made tracks to the old farm on the river. G prophesied that we were not going to catch any fish because we had never caught any fish there before. Sadly, he was right. He did not catch any. On the other hand, B and K made a haul, and N joined them along with several other friends. We had a blast!
After a conversation about the program with my son’s gym teacher, Mr. F, I had the opportunity to stop in and observe B’s class shooting archery after school. I was impressed by the structure of the program and how much the boys and girls had learned. The class followed the National Archery in Schools Program, so there was a proper emphasis on safety. The instructor had three different whistle commands. Two whistles meant “take your position on the shooting line and rest your bows on your toes.” One whistle meant “shoot.” Three whistles meant “return your bows and get your arrows.” A few times, a student slipped up and was quickly reminded, but almost every boy followed the commands instinctively.
Mr. F said I should take a few shots, and A said I should borrow his bow, but the other boys said A’s bow did not work as well. I chose it anyway. On two whistles, I approached the line and reached for an arrow, only to be reminded by Mr. F that I must wait for the single whistle. I grimaced and replaced my arrow. On the single whistle, I put three arrows in the bulls eye and A was quick to point out that “it’s the archer not the bow!”
The great part about archery is that anyone can do it. I know several of B’s classmates, so I was stoked to see them shoot. There were varying degrees of ability, but I was told they all had improved and they all appeared to enjoy it. Thanks Mr. F!
During the last few years I have been discovering how much fun being an uncle can be. These girls are the best!
Question: When you are refilling your super-fizzy Lemon Coke Zero at the local Qdoba’s newfangled pop machine that can mix any one of 200 flavor combinations, what do you say to the two customers behind you?
Answer: “Well, I was waiting for the foam to subside and my flavor selection timed out.”