Bunco for a higher cause

Fall break has started. I have been able to rest and catch up on sleep so far. After a day of spending my mom's day off eating out and shopping.

I attend the Tulsa's chapter of OCWA's bunco night. I really enjoy bunco (a game of luck) and I also thought it would be for future peers of Oklahoma Christian Scholarships. The last time I played was my senior year of high school at an annual Christmas party that I had been attending since middle school.

There is 7 tables and I started at table 6. When the games started my table was had been Ms. Lynn, one woman small elderly lady wearing a jean jacket, Ms. N., and elderly black lady who supported herself with a cane, Ms. D. My partner for the first game was going to be Ms. N. She hadn't played since last year. While Ms. D was a first time player.

Ms. N was this sweet hearted old lady who touched my heart. The first game in rolling 1's was a L on my score sheet. (In the game of Bunco you mark down what games you win or lose on a score sheet for the chance to win bigger prizes.)   After losing I move a seat over and meet my next partner and win with the 2's.

Moving up to table 5, fast forwarding I fell into a pattern of winning and losing every other round. I met a lady who is the mother of a sweet boy that I have the pleasure to babysit every Wednesday mornings for the women bible studies.

 I met another woman, she was blonde with glasses, who asked what I was going to school for and discussed the OC Lectureship that she had attended earlier week. Later in the night I would learn that she was friends with my first partner, Ms. N, of the night. They attend church and the bunco night together. At the times that we were at the same table she was asked questions about how many mission trips I had been on.

By the end of the night I was sitting at the head table with Ms. N. and as she was rolling she had rolled a bunco without knowing it. That was most likely the quickest round of the whole night. Since I was paired up with her I got to stay at the head table.

Ms. N would roll and say, "Too many dots" if she rolled high numbers on a round when low ones are needed or "Not enough dots" if low were rolled on high rounds. She caught my attention because of the fact that she was very sweet but also forgetful. She was playing for the pure fun of the night and she told her fiend that she did not care if she didn't tally it up right. She was just happy if they gave her chocolate. In the end she won a Hershey cookbook.

It was a great night playing bunco for a higher cause. Helping future students attend OC.