Pocketball.
When I was 19 years old, in 2004, during my last year at the Forest Grove High School, home of the Vikings, for my required Senior Project, I invented a game, a sport, that is like pool with pool balls, similar to carpetball (gutterball), and I named it Pocketball. My church friend Paul Walker served as my so-called mentor, mostly to get me out to around Banks, Oregon USA to the farm house of the Hoefts out in the countries where we spent weeks constructing a 5 feet long, 3 feet wide, and 4 feet high of a table made of wood. I was taught about how to use power tools for screws and for cutting wood. I also had experience in wood construction from my Woods 1 & 2 classes in high school. I also had a welding class back in ninth grade in the year 2000.
I donated this Pocketball table to my Community Baptist Church in Hillsboro, Oregon. The pastor was Bill Gasser. They kept the table downstairs in a room near the youth group rooms so that the children and youth can play it. They kept the table there for several years. i am not sure what they did with it.
January, 2004
19 years old
Forest Grove, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold
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Monday, June 14, 1993
State Test 1993
State Test 1993.
Mom home-schooled us children until each one of us were ready for public education, but only when each individual child was mentally there (backed with determination).
Older sis Katie was taught at home until 1st grade, my bro Rick until 5th grade, me (Joey Arnold) until 9th grade in 2000 (but I was 15 years old, as in a year too late, and Crystal was always at least one school-grade year ahead, if not more, and went on to learn more math and languages and other things more than me and older sister Katie), and my younger sis Crystal until 8th grade when she was 13 years old in 2002 - 2003 school year. She turned 13 in 2002.
In the year 1993, when I was 8 years old, my mom, Crystal, and I had to go from Forest Grove to the city Oregon City, which is like 2 hours on the Tri-Met buses.
The state and/or federal government and/or other things maybe, require that children take a required annual state test, they can determine if the kids are learning, but if they feel like they must then they may send children to foster care in an attempt to protect children from abusive families, fathers, mothers, siblings, relatives, friends, gangs, etc.
It was an all day test and my mom made me swallow possible more than a dozen of pills to help me think, mostly, and for energy, because a few hours in the morning and afternoon is a long time for an eight year old.
I was asked to draw anything I wanted during the test.
The man guessed that I was drawing a video game.
I actually drew the map of the world, since I want to travel.
My mom had to show the 30 to 40 year old bearded man with glasses. This may have been my main test instructor. I also had a full-body examination which was awkward. Just a year ago, it would have been less uncomfortable. But you know how things happen as we get older.
The main man asked some trick questions which my mom told me later that sometimes some things are not fair, especially when trying to take advantage of children in order to get them to test lower to enhance the possibilities of failing, so that more can go to to public schools, which may pull for increased taxes to pay for the extra lunch food and bus seats, etc.
1993
8 years old
Oregon City, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
Mom home-schooled us children until each one of us were ready for public education, but only when each individual child was mentally there (backed with determination).
Older sis Katie was taught at home until 1st grade, my bro Rick until 5th grade, me (Joey Arnold) until 9th grade in 2000 (but I was 15 years old, as in a year too late, and Crystal was always at least one school-grade year ahead, if not more, and went on to learn more math and languages and other things more than me and older sister Katie), and my younger sis Crystal until 8th grade when she was 13 years old in 2002 - 2003 school year. She turned 13 in 2002.
In the year 1993, when I was 8 years old, my mom, Crystal, and I had to go from Forest Grove to the city Oregon City, which is like 2 hours on the Tri-Met buses.
The state and/or federal government and/or other things maybe, require that children take a required annual state test, they can determine if the kids are learning, but if they feel like they must then they may send children to foster care in an attempt to protect children from abusive families, fathers, mothers, siblings, relatives, friends, gangs, etc.
It was an all day test and my mom made me swallow possible more than a dozen of pills to help me think, mostly, and for energy, because a few hours in the morning and afternoon is a long time for an eight year old.
I was asked to draw anything I wanted during the test.
The man guessed that I was drawing a video game.
I actually drew the map of the world, since I want to travel.
My mom had to show the 30 to 40 year old bearded man with glasses. This may have been my main test instructor. I also had a full-body examination which was awkward. Just a year ago, it would have been less uncomfortable. But you know how things happen as we get older.
The main man asked some trick questions which my mom told me later that sometimes some things are not fair, especially when trying to take advantage of children in order to get them to test lower to enhance the possibilities of failing, so that more can go to to public schools, which may pull for increased taxes to pay for the extra lunch food and bus seats, etc.
1993
8 years old
Oregon City, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
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