I can’t find those little tee things, I told my sister. Do you have them? No, she said , I thought I put them in there. We don’t need them anyway, I”ll just put it on the grass.I said. Ok!. Where did it go? The grass swallowed it up. Oh , this is nice grass, isn’t it? Ok, so she goes and borrows a tee from some guy, she’s so grumpy. You wouldn’t believe we were sisters if we didn’t tell you. We don’t have anything in common really. I don’t know why I let her bring me here .

And here we are. My sister ” Tina” is an avid golfer to say the least . Me, I’m not an avid anything. It’s hard for me to get very interested in anything. I grew up thinking golf was a sport for my dad, and, why am I out here in this heat , when I could be drinking an iced lemonade somewhere in the shade? However, being a gardener, although, not an avid gardener, but a gardener none the less, I couldn’t help but notice the lush grass. How do they get it to grow like this?

Oh, I said , there is the grounds keeper, I simply had to ask him about the grass. Hi, I’m Tanya, this is my sister Tina . What kind of grass seed did you use? Oh, sod! What kind of fertilizer do you use? How often do you apply it? What did you say your name was ? Oh, ” Roy”. How are you doing Roy? My gardening lesson was rudely interrupted. ”

Did you come to play golf, or get gardening tips”? , Tina asked. She always was such a grouch.” Thank you” , I told Roy, he was very helpful . Oh, I suppose I came to play golf. So what do I do? You put the ball on the tee, and try to hit it as close as you can , to that little hole over there. You stand like this, swing like this, blah, blah, blah. It all sounded very technical to me. ” Go ahead, try it”, Tina said. She had this funny look in her eye. I didn’t like it. It reminded of the time when she dared me to get up on that old horse we used to have. Of corse he threw me, of course she never let me forget it. Ok, here goes nothing.

Swoosh! Tina! What’s the matter? Why are you standing there with your mouth open? Where did my little ball go? In the cup she said, in the cup. A hole in one!!! Thats good, right? Thats the point of the game, right? ” Yes, thats the point of the game”, she said, still looking somewhat pale. ” I never got a hole in one,” I heard her mumble.” I’ve played golf for 20 years, and no hole in one. Its not fair”. Ok then, I’m done. Where is that grounds keeper? I wondered what kind of trees they are over there. I’d love one for the back yard. Thanks for bringing me to golf, its not so bad. Uh, Roy, Roy. Wait up!