Personal Narrative Analysis: Southern Indiana Junior Rodeo Association

She explained how she often goes to rodeos with her parents. I told her that the closest thing I have ever done to riding a bull is when I rode a mechanical horse outside of a store. Although I was unsure about what to expect, I could not wait to try something new for the summer. The day I arrived at my aunt and uncle’s home, we all sat down to a delicious feast. During the meal, my uncle suggested that we spend the next day at the national rodeo at the Marcus Ranch.

We reached there around eight that Saturday morning and I started to groom Matt, the show horse I was riding at the time, and fed him. Around eight fifteen we walked around the horse show grounds to find some unique additions to my outfit for the show, like matching ribbon for Matt and for my hair. Once it got closer to show time, around eight thirty that morning, I started to tack up Matt, first by tying him up to his stall. Then, I put the saddle pad on Matt for cushioning,

In 2003, I was fourteen years old. That was when I met the most influential and inspiring women in my life so far. Her name is Judy Davis. At the time, her and her husband ran over a thousand head of longhorn cattle on 35,000 acres on the Grand Mesa in western Colorado. She was 60 years old at the time, and would still climb up on her horse and go round up the herd, fix fence, clean ditches, and put up hay.

Most rodeo athletes start at a very young age and have an experienced parent or coach begin to work with them to teach them basics. Some of the basics may be how to ride a horse, or how to swing a rope. These coaches practice with the young athletes until they are as perfect as they can be. Lastly, rodeo has a big competition at the end of the season just like football has the super bowl. The National Finals Rodeo is held in Las Vegas, Nevada each year at the Vegas Convention Center.

Source A, “The Sport - the Life- of Rodeo” says, “Just like in basketball, there is a team. My team consists of my horses, my parents and everyone who helps me keep my horses working, including my vet ad my farrier, who shoes the horses,” (Pallesen). In high school rodeo, I always do anything to make my equine athletes feel their best. Our horses travel together so much that they pretty become a team. My horses, parents, and myself are a great team.

AZUCUS Ranch is a ranch in Vicksburg, MS where I ride horses. I have been riding there for many years, ever since I could walk. There are other riders there that have been there as long as I have. There are also some riders that have just started riding there. When the riders get done riding, it is their duty to take care of their horse, meaning they have to untack their horse, wash them off, put them in either a pasture or a stall, then depending on where they put them, they must feed them.

I have been around cattle my whole life, and I hit the show ring for the first time at the age of five. The small child I was, I knew I would come to love the livestock industry. As the years went on and I am now nearing the end of my 4-H career, I have discovered that the beef industry is my passion. My goal is to major in animal sciences and go down a path

As I reflect on my life and my experiences, it’s essential to acknowledge how much of a role horses have played in my life. Much of what drives, motivates, and inspires me stems from my horseback riding career. When I think of the person I’ve become, my mind takes me back to the fifteen years I spent in various barns, being taught by several coaches, riding hundreds of different horses, and mucking out countless stalls. In those moments, I didn’t realize how much I was learning from the coaches, the horses, and yes, even the chores, or how all of it would carry over into the academic and professional aspects of my life later on. It’s only now that I can see how those years of my life were molding me into a better person than I would’ve become otherwise.

I would like to address my educational short comings. In high school, I was overwhelmed with the responsibilities of helping raise my two baby brothers with my mom. Those responsibilities included, but were not limited to: babysitting, household chores such as cooking, cleaning, and laundry; tending to the family dog, and just taking care of my own personal needs. It had gotten to the point that I had enrolled in independent study at Chico High School in fall 2010 so I could pick up a job for some extra money because funds were so tight. I was taking courses at Butte College by the summer of 2010 and immediately enrolled full-time for the fall 2011 semester after I graduated high school.

During my junior year of high school, I changed my mind on what I wanted to go to school for. Being a veterinary technician is an exciting job, you are always on your feet doing something, whether it being giving routine shots or assisting during a surgery. I chose to do my PREP Project on veterinary technology so that I was able to get an inside look into what I wanted to pursue, to make sure that it was the right choice for me. In May of 2015, I called the Beckwith Veterinary Hospital in Modesto, California and asked them if any of their veterinary technicians would be able to be my mentor. They told me to call Lori Rivera.

There once was a young girl who loved rodeo with her heart, her horses were her unsurpassed friends in the world. Ordinarily, she would wake up early just to practice all of her events which include barrels, poles, goats, breakaway, team roping and ribbon roping. Due to, she strived to achieve her goal of the Jr. High National Finals Rodeo, due to the fact that it was her last year in Jr. High Rodeo. Skylar was her name and she rode horses all throughout her life. Furthermore, she connected with any horse she rode, but she connected with her barrel horse, Toeska, she would exercise and concatenation him on the barrels every day.

Now Arizona is standing there, about five people away from receiving her diploma. She had already spoke to her parents and lined up a job in Texas. Her job was working for a cutting horse trainer, her boss said she could keep her two horses there and he had a place she could live until school started. She even has the trailer loaded with all her clothes and equipment, all she has to do is grab that diploma, go home, load her horses, and

Reba was born on March 28, 1955, in Chockie, Oklahoma, USA. She has 3 siblings. Her parents owned a ranch. When she was five she would drive her daddy 's truck while he threw out hay bales. Her mama was a schoolteacher and her daddy was also a world champ steer roper.