The Bear Family: Nonny Bear Goes Bowling

R afi Lemberger tapped me on the shoulder during class and passed me a blue envelope. It was an invitation to a birthday party. Cute. Kids in my class didn’t really make birthday parties anymore especially the kind where you send out invitations. We were all a little too cool for that. But truthfully who doesn’t want to go to a birthday party on a Sunday instead of sitting home? 

I skimmed the invitation and my heart fell all the way to my toes. Someone was finally bold enough to have a birthday party in my grade and I couldn’t even go because Rafi was having a bowling party.

Let me tell you about bowling and T.J. (my fab wheelchair). The two don’t exactly go together. You’re probably thinking that even though I can’t walk I could just you know rev T.J. up to the lane and drop the ball with my hand.
What you don’t realize is that it takes quite a bit of strength to hold a bowling ball and then a ton of coordination to drop it in the right place. I mean sure I could have someone place the ball on my lap and then give it a nudge but trust me it ends up in the gutter every time. Yeah I’ve tried. And it was humiliating I tell you. 

I was going to have to sit this party out. Pun intended.