The young ladies asked if I could do the scoring and one of them would take over from me when it was my turn to bowl … however after a trail bowl it was decided that as I hadn’t been included in the original risk assessment for bowling it might be safer if I just did the adding up and offered the young ladies encouragement and praise …..
I was quite happy to go along with that, as I soon realised that the three holed ball would forever be a mystery to me and bowling was never going to be my forte.
I tried all the different colours and weights, but there wasn’t one that I even could lift let alone launch down the alley ….
And pushing one along had it’s dangers too as I tended to roll with it.
It was a little embarrassing, but sometimes it’s good to know your limits ….. and I took it all in good humour
When I get home I will ask the other PE lady how I can improve my upper body strength, but to be honest with only stumpy little hands, unless I have very invasive surgery to them, I’ll never have fingers to stick in a bowls holes anyway!
What about using the little ramp that children use? Just point and let it roll, let it roll, let it roll.
ReplyDeleteMaybe you can find a toy game of skittles to use. What about the French game boules? I can just imagine you with a beret and an unlit Camel in your mouth - the cigarette and not the animal.