Personal Narrative Essay About Rodeo

“The two opportunities I was able to go to the State Tournament were definitely my highlight moments.” Degler said. “It’s an experience you don’t always get to have, and we had a good group of girls who played hard and it all came together for us, we didn’t know it at the time but it’s something you look back on and remember.”

I grew up in a rodeo family, my parents did it, my grandparents did it, even my great grandparents did it. I have been on a horse, well, since before I was born. I have had a rope in my hand since I knew how to walk. I even won my first buckle when I was three, my first saddle when I was five, and won a trailer when I was eight. I was the best around. Key word there... Was.

It takes time,dedication, passion in order to achieve what I have accomplished. It takes long hours of riding and getting your horse in shape. Just like in any other sport, there's a team. My team consists of my horses, my roping team,and especially my dad.

Let me tell you something you already know life isn 't always about sunshine and rainbows, sometimes it can be really hard and not always the greatest. It isn’t always easy when challenging yourself to accomplish new goals. One goal I am working on is becoming a barrel racer. I am seeing a lot of failure and I don 't give up on my dreams because it is my goal to keep on going till I achieve my goals that I set for myself. Why one is because of fear and failure and what if it doesn 't work out for myself and the fear of not getting to be successful at my dream. It is necessary for me to get the haters out of my life to live my dream and keep going till I achieve my goal. Running towards dreams life gives me a very special meaning what I do is separate me from other people that don’t need to be in my life and the wasting time on people that don 't need to be in it and the people that always down me about my goals. to work toward this goal of barrel racing I am gonna try to achieve this summer.

All things in life can be enjoyable but also unexpected. Everyone has their own natural high. My natural high is riding my dirt bike. Even though riding my dirt bike is fun, it can also be very dangerous. It is very important to always wear safety gear while operating an off-road vehicle. Remember to always pay attention to the surroundings.

On planet earth, there are more than seven billion people. Each of these people are different in their own unique way. A person's personality defines them the most as a person. These traits dictate how we live our life and how other people get to know us as a person. The three adjectives my friends use to describe me are competitive, active and happy. My life is centered around these adjectives and they have defined me as a person.

Rodeo has helped me grow up. Since third grade I went from going to rodeos with my family to chasing the white lines on my own. I have had numerous opportunities presented to me from rodeo such as being on tv for qualifying for Worlds, traveling all the way to New Mexico and Wyoming to compete, and being rodeo queen for Southern Indiana Junior Rodeo Association.

When I moved to the small town of Luther, Oklahoma I didn 't talk much. I was shy and had trouble making friends. I couldn 't care less about my schoolwork, even though my teachers thought I was very bright. I wasn 't interested in sports. At my old school I was active in Girl Scouts, but I lost interest in that a year or two after moving. The troop in Luther wasn 't as active as I hoped. Then, when I was thirteen my mom introduced me and my younger sister to Job 's Daughters. Job 's Daughters is sponsored by the Free Masons and includes girls 10-20 years old who believe in God. At first, I was skeptical about whether I would fit in with this group, but I soon grew to love this organization for it 's beauty. This Masonic-sponsored, youth

I’m a city girl. I love the variety of people, the bright lights, and the spectacular buildings that tower overhead. So, you can imagine my surprise when my parents informed me that I’d be spending the summer with my aunt, uncle, and cousin in a large town in Texas. The last time my cousin Tamara came to visit me, she told me about the beautiful scenery around the state. 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.

high schools I had never watched play before. Aiken and Gamble Montessori, at a stadium I had never been to. When all was said and done the game ended up being hard faught and very compeitive and I got to see a player, who was as good as any I have watched this season.

Inspired by that moment, I joined a track club and became captivated by the pole vault. The spectacle of flying two stories through the air seemed like the perfect challenge. Despite living in a sport-centric town, no local pole vault coach would teach me at my age. So every week my dad and I drove 2 hours to train at a special club. Through the sport I challenged the limits of both my physical

sweatpants and hoodie. Not to mention my ever so lovely coaches. Coach Robinson was about 6’1” and about 210 pounds. Coach Castro was about 5’7” and about 170 pounds. There was no one else going to state so of course i had to wrestle them. At the time I

This was also the first time I felt my heart had it’s own mind. My heart was saying ”Jump out of Mikayla and go back home…She’s crazy!” Back to reality…there was no turning back once all of the girls from each team lined up on the starting line. I remember telling myself that as long as I didn’t get last place I could possibly be considered a decent runner. Powwwww…the gun goes off and all I could hear was the echoes of feet hitting the ground. I continuously told myself to continue to running no matter what. It was only the first mile when I realized, I was the female coming into last place. All I could think of was to head into the woods to cry. It was there where I began asking myself “Why did I sign me up for this sport?” That day I did come in last place along with the pity clap for

Trying to settle a 2,000 pound animal down between your legs is quite hard. Waiting to go into the arena is nerve racking because they can sense your nervousness and they start to get excited. Well my horse did anyway. Well that’s what happened to me when I was waiting for my turn to go in and run my barrel pattern. Walking into the arena staring down at the third barrel making sure that I was aligned with then it happens. I take off! Running toward the right to the first barrel at full speed making sure you don’t dodge off, I round the barrel making a tight turn and putting my feet into my horse 's side we start our take off for the second. Kicking all the way between the first and second making sure he gets the speed, checking him up to

Shame, vulnerability, Empathy, and Blaming are all signs we are unsecure with ourselves and that we are afraid to grow and expand being who we are. All these feelings and actions take a toll on our interpersonal relationship and our perceived self without us even knowing, this changes our self-worth our confidence how we show ourselves to the world. Not only do all these take toll on our mental health but also on or physical action. Let’s look at shame vulnerability empathy and blaming a little more.