April 20.

What a fun day we had together! Let's write our poems about BOWLING... or about any piece of your experience today. Can you make a gutter shot poetic? Perhaps an ode to a stuck ball? Maybe a love sonnet to the #6 ball? Maybe you want to recreate the feeling of getting that strike?

I look forward to these! Have a great weekend!


Bowling
By: Mina A.

It's time to bowl
I'm not ready but here we go
The ball rolls into the gutter and I heave a huge sigh
I try again and i get another gutter
my friends encourage me and let me try to bowl for them
I get a strike and think again
Why oh Why do i get a strike for them?


The Pins

By: Sara C.



No! Wait!

Just a little more to the left!

Almost there! Yes!

Haha gutter ball!

I’m still standing, and you lose!

Wait! Wait! You don’t get to go twice!

AAAhhh! Ouch!

Really a 13 sized ball?




Bowling
By Ellie Cook

Bowling and i are
not very good friends
are relationship is so bizarre
but i always defend
he can be a jerk
even when he's at work


Bowling
Lauren C.

Bowling
Oh how i love the
Way the
"Lovily" ball
In the
Narrow
Gutter
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Bowlng poem, By Emma G
Double Gutter!!!

Oh poop! It’s my turn to bowl!

I step up and grab a ball.

Then I go to the line and toss the ball with all my soul.

It’s almost there…. Gutter ball, my heart begins to fall.

All the other players' turns go by.

My turn again!

I step up and grab a ball.

Then I go to the line and toss the ball with all my soul.

Almost there… come on… oh, Gutter ball!

When it comes to bowling I’m the worst of all!!!!!!

Double Gutters!!!!!!!


Sarah Kr.

Bowling Poem

I roll the ball-

It’s the moment of truth

Will I knock down pins?

Or get a gutter ball?

Yes! Yes! Yes!

It’s almost ther-NO!







Bad Luck
Aaron B


Every time


Can't take it

Here it comes down hard.

It stopped my ball

Why is this.

it has to be the ball.

What now?

My ball is stuck in the middle of the lane.

Why?

Nikhil P
Cursed lane 12

Nikhil, Mallory, Aaron, Mina, Michael and Emma
They will never forget this day.
The day when
cursed lane 12 awoke from its deep sleep.
It unleashed its wrath on these 6 kids on this fateful day.
There were so many problems with the lane.
It would never stop.

Gutters all the way!
By, Sarah Ki

"Man does it have to be my turn?" (Me)
"Ok, are you up to it?" (Conscience)
"NO" (Me)
"Why?" (Conscience)
"Cause." (Me)
"Cause why?" (Conscience)
"Cause I am terrible" (Me)
"How are YOU terrible?" (Conscience)
"I just am, now I have to bowl OK so no bothering me?" (Me)
"OK" (Conscience)
"I'm up. I'm Going. I got a strike! Yeah." (Me)
"now are you happy" (Conscience)
"No" (Me)
"K my turn again" (Me)
"I'm up. I'm releasing the ball. Noooooo I got a gutter." (Me)
"I'm now not talking to you anymore." (Conscience)
"Why?" (Me)
"Because you lost the game. 21 to 102" (Conscience)
"I HATE GUTTERS!!" (Me)

The 12th lane is the death lane
By: Mallory F

The ball gets stuck
the lane just stops
not all the pins come up
it takes your turns
it gives you two gutter balls
the 12th lane...
is the death lane

My "LOVE" for Bowling
By: Elise Salisbury

Actually I don't like bowling
I mean come on the shoes are
SOOOOOO ugly
And they didn't even match my
outfit


Gutter Ball
By: Olivia O

I sit and stare, with humiliation.
What have I done so wrong?
I want to hit myself in the head.
Oh stupid, stupid gutter ball,
This is all your fault.
I’m such a good bowler. (NOT)
This couldn’t have been anyone’s fault,
But this disgusting bowling ball.

strikes
by cyrus B.
everyone gets gutter balls but me
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well until i get a gutter ball