Last night we went to Midwest Cimarron Archery Center. We got there early and the director wasn't there yet, so we helped set up the targets, putting balloons on them.
The people that were there the other week came again this week. One of the girls decided she wouldn't learn bow hunting, so the mother decided she would. She was there with her two other daughters.
We started shooting and then we did archery machine guns, which is everybody shooting at one target at the same time.
They call the director the Turkey man and when his wife showed up we called her Mrs.Turkey. She helped me a lot with my form.
Because it was her birthday she brought cheese, crackers, and cookies, and when we were leaving we happen sang happy birthday to her, but not the regular version. We sang the Christian version.
A happy birthday to you
A happy birthday to you
Everyday of the year,
May you find Jesus near
A happy birthday to you
A happy birthday to you
And the best year you've ever had.
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Nov. 19, 2005 - Untitled Comment
until later
cya, lauren