Around age 10 my dad got me one of those little badass compound bow beginner kits. Of course, the first month I went around our land sticking arrows in anything that could get stuck by an arrow. Did you know that a 1955 40 horse Farmall tractor will take 6 rounds before it goes down? Tough sumbich. That got boring, so being the 10 yr.
The Beginning….It was an early chilly morning in November of 2009. My dad, his friends, another kid, and me all loaded up in one truck ready to head east. I was only seven years old. We were going to Missouri to hunt whitetail. This was going to be the farthest away from home I have ever been.
So I rode my dirt bike on the dirt path so I won’t get hurt. So when my friends got them a four wheeler or a dirt bike we cruise with each other and we don’t go to fast when we riding it because we don’t want to fall off so when I was enjoying myself my daddy had to take my four wheeler and dirt bike to a shop because it had broken down because I was riding it every day. So it got out of the shop my daddy let my dirt bike and
Becoming a truck driver was the last thing I thought I would be doing. I was a child care provider and loved it. I never could see myself doing anything except caring for children and then this wonderful opportunity came along and changed everything. I realized things sometimes don’t go as planned especially in this changing economy, and that’s when the most adventurist, scariest and yet fulfilling career change I have ever made was staring me in the face. I have never been in a truck before so I had an array of emotions and thoughts when I went to school to start learning about this big truck that was both scary and exciting at the same time.
I would click open the door dangle my toes done and jump out of the truck and mom and I would meet up with her friends. At the time I was maybe nine and her friends never had any kids, and I was mostly bored until we got to the animals. Depending on the time of
The Hunt It was a gloomy September day and the bear hunting season was about to begin. The old farm truck was loaded full with barrels of cooking grease, assorted candy, birdseed and tubes of sticky frosting. We were to hunt four hours north in a little town called Orr, Minnesota. My family had an 80 acre lot that we used strictly for hunting. My mom volunteered to sit in the stand with me and videotape the hunt.
The twenty-four foot by forty foot hunting shack has been the home to a lot of life lasting memories throughout my life. We built the hunting shack three years ago. The shack has the look of a pull shed. With beige steel siding and a green steel roof. The shack has three rooms, a bedroom, a bathroom, and a living room/kitchen.
The drive was almost unbearable, but the thought of spending the week in the snow with family kept me going. It was only a four hour drive, but at 9 years old, it felt like an eternity. The scenery slowly changed from flat land, to rolling hills. The hills were covered in yellow dying grass, but they were still beautiful. Then we started to make the climb.
I looked into the cabs of the trucks as we passed this area slowly and did not see any workers in their trucks as they were all standing around talking. We then passed through the work area and picked up the speed and drove on to Albuquerque. My daughters and I arrived to my daughter’s house at approximately 1415 hrs. to 8201 Bianca CT SW, Albuquerque, NM.
I had just turned 16 years old. My parents had both decided that it was an appropriate age to go and try to get my driver’s license. First, I needed to get my permit. When I did research online, I learned that I would need to take two tests. One would be on sign recognition and the other on driving rules, regulations, and laws.
In the woods, we explored deer trails that made their way to the very back to a beautiful creek that ran through the thicket. There were small waterfalls flowing down and a water hole we would jump in for fun. The only downside were the
From approximately the first two years of my life until age seven, I was in the Pre Operational stage. During this time, I gained the ability to use words and egocentrism, animism, and artificialism. When I was in this stage, I attempted to buy a gift for my older cousin
There trailer was pretty nice inside and outside , it had a slide and a tree fort on the lot. The next day we went for a long hike It was a beautiful walk .when you got to the end of the trail you could see over all the trees ,For a minute when you look out at all the trees it takes your breath a way and gives you a thrill full fright. When we where done we want to check out this other cool spot, and trust me it was cool. This place was a water fall it was so pretty and that wasn’t even part of it , the best part was you got to swim in it and under the water fall.
It all started November 1. I was about 10 years old at that time. There were about 2 weeks before deer opener and I was getting more excited every day. We started by putting up deer stands and deciding who’s going to sit where.
The Road Trip Toby shoved the last bite of toast, dripping with red jelly into his mouth then leaned back in his chair. Breakfast had been a makeshift meal consisting of whatever you wanted to fix. He had a large bowl of sugar coated corn flakes, toast with lots of jelly and a glass of milk. His dad, mom and sister Heather were all busy scurrying around the house getting ready for a road trip to New Orleans. His sister’s “Cheer” team was in a final competition there and his folks had volunteered to take Heather and two of her friends to the meet.
