Pinball essay with similes and mental activities

This week on Sunday, my dad, mom and I had nothing to do, so we started playing pinch marbles.

Dad first prepared a pair of chopsticks and marbles, while mom was the referee. The rules are like this: I and my dad race to clip marbles to another bowl, clip marbles within a minute more than the winner, to take three to two system.

The first game: I was eager to try, while my dad was staring at the bowl with the marbles in it, ready to go. "Begin!" Mom gave the order, and Dad and I started to go for the top marbles, or the bigger gaps (because it's better to clip some), and I grabbed the top marble as fast as I could, and carefully clipped it into the other bowl. "Yay", I said to myself as I finally managed to clip one. As I picked up the second marble, I glanced at how many marbles were in my dad's bowl and what? Three! Looks like I'm going to have to pick up the pace! Two, three ...... my bowl piled up a "mountain", just when I picked up a marble, time is up! Mom counted the number, "one, two, three ...... eighteen ......" "Yeah!" I couldn't help but jump three feet high, but my mom instructed me not to be too happy too early, not yet counted dad's it. "Seventeen," the results finally came out, Dad was one less than me.

The second game: this time I was happy, Dad was downcast, I thought: "Dad is definitely going to lose again, I'll give him a little bit of" "start!" Dad now grabbed the top marbles, I was holding the bottom marbles. "Huh? Why can't I get it?" Maybe the bottom one is not good enough! I asked myself. But just as I was wondering, Dad had already clipped three. "Time!" I only had a handful of eight in my bowl, while Dad's bowl was half full. I was behind in this round.

Third game: "Begin!" I clip quickly, but just because I clip too fast, the hard to clip and slip ...... "Time!" A count I was sixteen, Dad twenty-one. "Woo!" I lost- really a bit unconvinced. Next time I'm going to beat dad.

This time I won the first round of the competition, I was too proud, and really proved the words: "Modesty makes one progress, pride makes one fall behind."