The Thanksgiving Bowl
It was a chilly day in November, the big game was on T.V. and I was excited! Thanksgiving was at Grandma’s house and all the cousins were there. Uncle Bob and Aunt Bea were there too. It was going to be the best Thanksgiving ever!
As everyone arrived, they brought in their stuff, and headed to the livingroom as fast as a speeding bullet to watch the game. Nebraska was playing Iowa in a close, exciting, football game. The score was tied and Nebraska had the ball. We could sure use that “Hail Mary” pass that worked earlier this year. The quarterback stepped back and threw a pass. The ball sailed through the air like a jetplane, when.......BOOM, POP, CRACKLE!!! The T.V. went black. “Noooooo!!” shouted everyone.
“What happened?” whined Uncle Bob.
“The cable went out,” explained Grandpa Joe, “It happens all the time. In my day we never even had cable.”
Everyone sat down with a shocked look on their faces, their jaws locked open. Their mouths looked like ventriloquist dummies waiting to speak. Cousin Vinny said, “Lets go outside and finish that game!” Half of us decided to be Huskers and the rest are the Hawkeyes. We played a game of tackle football out on Grandma’s lawn. We played for two hours, then Uncle Bob tried to tackle Cousin Jake. Cousin Jake fumbled the ball and Uncle Bob landed on it. We heard a “pffft” and the ball was flat as a pancake! “Oh man!” shouted Cousin Ciah.
Just about then, Grandma, shouted from the doorway. “Time for dinner!!” We all rampaged into the house like a herd of wild buffalo, washed our hands, and sat down at the table. The table was filled with delicious food. The only thing missing was the turkey. Tiny Tammy, who had just gotten up from her nap, was carrying her sippy cup full of milk. She dropped it and milk went all over the floor.
Mom made her grand entrance holding the turkey on a silver platter. When Mom stepped in the milk, her foot slipped, the platter went up, and the turkey soared through the air as if it had wings. Mom was not hurt, but the turkey was not so fortunate. The turkey landed in the large fish tank with a splash, sending Grandma’s goldfish out onto the now empty platter! The room was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop. Aunt Bea yelled, “Not the turkey! Not the turkey!”
Grandma cried, “Save my goldfish!”
Tiny Tammy started to sob and everyone else started laughing!
“Well,” Grandma said, “There’s leftover spaghetti in the refrigerater! Lets warm it up!”
That Thanksgiving we were thankful for leftover spaghetti! After eating our dinner, the cable came back on, and we were able to catch the score of the game. Nebraska won the game! We were all glad to hear it, as we fell asleep watching T.V.
Mrs. Hoffman’s Language Class