Dear President Obama,
My name is Sarah. I am an excellent bowler. I understand you need some help with your bowling. A few years ago, I took my little brother with me to Freeway Lanes to teach him. Here are a few pictures from that day. As you can see, I have great form and frequently roll strikes. On the frame in the photos, I had a split. Do you know what that is? It is very difficult to hit both pins, so I aimed for the one on the right. Guess what? I knocked it down. That is why I am pretty pumped up.
I love bowling. You know what else? I am quite fond of the Special Olympics. I think you owe them an apology Mr. President. You owe me an apology. You see, I bowl with an extra chromosome. That's right, Down syndrome. My friends and I don't think your remark was too funny. As a matter-of-fact, it was rude and insulting.
But I am going to forgive you this one time. I think your job is pretty tough right now. I have an idea. You know all that money that those greedy AIG executives were going to get as a bonus? Let's give it to the Special Olympics instead. That way more young adults like me could travel to other cities to participate in Special Olympic events. It would really help the economy too. We would buy more gas to travel, our families stay in hotels, and we eat in restaurants. But most important, we show the WORLD that we are able and worthy and not meant to be the butt of late night jokes.
P. S. I am on spring break the week of April 13-17 and I would be happy to come to the White House to give you a few bowling lessons.