Sharing is a Wonderful Experience

Sharing with our brothers and sisters as well as our friends is extremely important. I learned this lesson the hard way and I can still remember what happened like it was yesterday.

It was a typical Saturday morning. I was with my two best friends, Andrew and Leo. Andrew really wanted to go bowling but he did not have any money. Finally, he talked Leo and I into going down to the bowling alley to bowl a few games.

We walked to the alley and had a lively conversation along the way. We talked about school and what we were going to do that weekend. Then we discussed how we would get our homework done and go out and play after school.

We finally arrived at the bowling alley. Leo and I rented our shoes and we were assigned a bowling lane. Andrew took the papers we needed to keep score and he volunteered to keep score for us.

It was a good thing that he did this for us as Leo and I did not know how to keep score. Keeping the score is very important as this is how we knew when the game was over and who won. We had to know when the game was over or we would have kept throwing the bowling balls down the lane and made our bill much greater. We might not have been able to pay the bill if we threw too many balls. Andrew was providing a very valuable service for us
and he was enthusiastic about his role as the scorekeeper.

I have always enjoyed bowling although I have never been very good. I enjoyed bowling against Leo, but I do not remember if I won any games that day.

When I got home I explained to my mother what I did all day. She was impressed that Andrew was willing to work so hard as our scorekeeper. She asked me if I let Andrew throw a few balls down the lane for me. I was never so embarrassed in my life! I did not let my friend Andrew throw any bowling balls and I had not even thought of this. I felt so greedy and selfish.

Several weeks went by and I was at the bowling alley again. This time I was not bowling, and was just sitting around watching other people bowl.

A boy by the name of Richard was also watching the bowlers. I knew Ricky, but not very well. He hung around in the neighborhood, and he was one of my friends as I grew up.

I bought some candy that day. I had two peanut butter cups in my hand when Ricky turned to me and asked if he could have some candy. I gave him one of the peanut butter cups. He smiled and said thank you as he thought I was only going to give him a small piece, and I gave a whole peanut butter cup. I had learned my lesson. This time, I remembered to share what I had with my friends and other people. Instead of feeling embarrassed, I
felt good about myself.

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