Personal Narrative-My Relationship With Scho White

I hear something in the distance, I grab Jackie’s hand and hide behind a tree. We both peek our heads out on the sides, curious and scared on who or what we are about to see. Two horses trott by, pulling a stagecoach. I gasp when I see the people inside.

What some people do not understand that these horses are loved so much. It doesn’t matter whether it is a barrel horse of rope horse. After they work, we pet them, give them treats, let them relax, and sometimes they get a massage or ice on their legs. 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).

As the clock struck 6:45 we were all ready to start a new adventure. As we drove into Disney, we could see Cinderella’s Castle. After we parked the car we rode on the people mover that took us to Magic Kingdom. As we entered the gates, we all were really eager. We could see everything that there was to do.

The five foot one inch red headed girl with freckles and green eyes named Charlotte “Chauncy” Kayleen Thompson had always had a need for thrills and adventure. This need started when she was just able to walk and her dad would sit her on the cold, wooden toboggan in front of him, hold on tight to her tiny arms and together they would speed down the snow covered hills behind her grandparents’ house, the wind whipping their hair back and both screaming with delight as they flew faster and faster down the hill. Then, it was on to the horses her parents raised on their beautiful southern farm near Duck Hill, Mississippi. Her mother, Ida Lynn, had started to enter her in small, local rodeos and riding competitions after her father, Eric, was drafted

The air hung heavy in the room. Glass pillars stretched beyond the heavens in a fortress with no ceiling. The dark clouds and night sky providing the only cover in the great hall. The space was monumental and the night calm and clear, yet the air still felt heavy. Lining the hall were thrones, magnificent both in size and appearance.

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,

After hearing about the Shangri-La Therapeutic Academy of Riding (STAR) and its work with horses, It was not until a friend offered to go with me to the information and training session that I had really considered volunteering there. During the lesson, leaders of the organization explained that STAR 's mission was to assist children and adults alike who are faced with both mental and physical illnesses by teaching them to ride and take care of horses. Sitting in a big, unfamiliar room filled with other potential volunteers, I definitely didn 't feel all that confident. There were even times during the training that I was not sure if I would be able to handle the responsibility. My limited experience working with horses as well as individuals with disabilities caused me to doubt myself in the beginning.

Author two concludes with the idea that even in the “bare upland ridges” great antlers are found. Telling once of the great prosperity and life that once lived in the wonderful prairie. The life of the prairie was never ending, it was truly a sight of “word-less satisfaction.” The magical horse ride is coming to an end and just as the reader must come back into reality, the author remarks on how he still is “longing to ride away” another

Did you know horses have one of the best memories and are the most perceptive domestic animals? This is why people would call me a nerd in horses because I can name off facts. (thesis statement) It all began when I was 4 years old, I got my very own horse. Ever sense I was born, my parents have owned horses.

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.

People sometimes take for granted the friendship that they possess with an animal that they love dearly. Life can be hard, difficult, and troublesome at times. Our dreams and wants help drive, fulfill, and give us hope. But no matter how many plans are made, the cards that are dealt must be

This is particularly encouraging, given that a taken-for-granted assumption that horses are irrevocably unpredictable may contribute to a lack of outrage about current levels of horse-related accident, injury and death.” The unpredictability of horses suggested that risks may be higher among those with low levels of knowledge of horses. Researchers have questioned whether the equestrian community is too accepting of riding mishaps. © Mike Bain Researchers have questioned whether the equestrian community is too accepting of riding mishaps.

She followed me. I never thought she would be capable of trusting people. Faith is my miniature horse. It was my first ever show with her. We entered in a class where the lead rope is loosely tied around the horse’s neck and led to a chair with a carrot on it.

As I sat in the circus with my sister, I waited for the show to begin. I was elated since I had never been to a circus before. I didn’t even know what to expect. As if my uncertainty cued the show to begin, a clown walked onto the stage. He wore giant red hair, enormous boots, a baby costume, and white makeup on his face.

When I first joined the Navy in 1994, we had a few guys that supported the white supremacy ideology and they were kicked out. At that time I began to have a little faith in serving and being an American. As the years went by my faith in serving and being an American slowly faded away. Because you could see the racist ideology began to form and now it has come to a head because of our President (#45). But after all the hatred we are experiencing in this world today, God’s love will overcome and we have the VICTORY as long as we stay in the word of GOD. Proverbs 10:12, Hatred stirs up conflict, but love covers over all wrongs. You it’s really sad to see how people are misled in the lies of #45, and it hurt to see our people supporting his lies…all