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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Write in the HUMOR genre (04/12/07)

TITLE: Appreciating Age
By Brenda Welc
04/16/07


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Recently I attended a Girl Scout Mystery Trip in which I had no idea where I was going. The girls I was traveling with were between the ages of twelve and seventeen still young and vibrant. I groaned as we pulled up to the meeting point and saw the yellow busses. I was going to spend the next nine hours with fifty teenagers and suffer the transport in a bus which would be a very bumpy, not good for the hips, stomach jolting experience. Having settled ourselves we waited in anticipation of the day ahead as the guides began asking trivia questions. The first question was; What two sports have strikes? Well the answers of course were obvious hints to our first stop, bowling or baseball. Okay it’s 40 degrees in Michigan and I was not dressed for a game of baseball so I just prayed we were going bowling. Just the thought of possibly having to run bases was making my joints ache and my heart begin to pound. Luckily bowling was the sport of choice and I was a little excited until I saw the score of my first game which would have been better as a golf score!

I sat on the bus hoping to do something low key. Once the bus stated to roll I tried hanging on with the arm that was not throbbing from throwing a heavy round object repeatedly down a wooden lane. Imagine the horror on my face when we turned into the parking lot of the Fox Tail Roller Rink! Roller skating? Were they insane? My feet had not seen the inside of rollers skates in at least twenty-two years. As my daughter encouraged me to participate I took the roller skates by the laces and said three million little prayers for safety. Balance is not my strong suit, however within minutes I had three laps under my belt and was feeling pretty confident. As I “flew” by my daughter she yells over the teeny bop music I was doing great and then as I turned my head to ask what she said I found the wall! After slowly circling the wooden floor of the arena a few more times I began to gain confidence, I felt fifteen again and so I increased my speed. Just when I thought I had everything under control something swooped the skates right out from under my feet (I think the something was called over confidence!). Two hours later, bruised buttocks and all, we left the skating adventure behind us and eagerly awaited our next destination.

Relief filled my spirit when we stopped for pizza and Karaoke, something more my speed. Now singing in front of fifty people is not my idea of fun but I’d give it a shot. As the girls began singing I noticed that not many were singing songs age appropriate. I hoped as I flipped through the pages of songs to find a Christian section but no luck. A fellow girl scout and I chose to sing “Jesus Take the Wheel”. My knees were wobbling as I headed towards the stage. You would think by now I would be over the stage fright era in my life however it had magnified. I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen even though I knew every word of the song by heart. After the lyrics faded from the screen the director pried the microphone from my hand and scooted me off the stage. This was difficult with the numbness in my hand from holding the mic so tightly and the weakness in my legs from stage fright.

A few lessons were learned during my excursion with the younger girls of my community. I learned though the age on my license is thirty-seven my body after all that forced activity felt like ninety! I learned God places us in situations which may be uncomfortable but after we suffer the embarrassment and strain on our bodies we really can appreciate the fact we are still able to move as well as we do. Besides if we didn’t go through life living every moment to it’s fullest what would we be able to look back on and laugh about? I thank God for four wheels and bowling balls because of this I was able to make memories with my daughter, (if she’ll ever be seen in public with me again after my attempt at dancing while at the bowling alley).


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Jacquelyn Horne04/20/07
I'm aching all over from the bus trip, bowling alley and skating rink! Just reading about it has laid me up! Did you get a medal?
Shari Armstrong 04/25/07
I ache with you lol. Doing one of those would have been more than enough lol
Clyde Blakely 04/28/07
Hmmm...my daughter is 37, so this is how she feels?
At my age, I really, repeat, really do NOT feel sorry for you :)

Keep writing, you've got the gift.

God bless.
Whitnie Henderson05/02/07
Having reached the ripe ol' age of 37 (and beyond), I get your drift. Amazing how focus shifts from what our bodies can do to just appreciating the memories. Nice touches of humor steeped in reality. :-)