Jr, My Horse, A New Record

The horse ran past Samuel, once he got close, heading back to the road. Samuel was finally close enough to see the mans face, “It’s a runaway?” The Captain wouldn’t respond, maybe he just didn’t

The clip clop of hooves echoed through the desert. Fear pulsed through my veins. The horse was massive, weighing in at over two tons and easily buck me off where I could easily be trampled be the others behind me. I quickly cleared my head of that idea. Starting to get accustomed to the relatively straight and flat trail I began to loosen up.The trail began at first being primarily flat, but then came the ditch. This ditch had taken me by surprise as my fear was just beginning to truly diminish. As the ditch was mainly soft sand my horse had no traction and quickly sped down the hill. What comes down must come up. As my horse slowly climbed the steep embankment I began to saddle ever closer to being bucked off. Thankfully, I never fell off, barely. The trail was mainly flat with few sharp turns after that. Now that it was smooth again and that I started to get comfortable with my horse I had my first opportunity to take in the view. It was no Grand Canyon, but it was exceptional enough for me. Natures reign became more apparent as we progressed down the trail and an abundance of wildlife came to view. I was about to be taken by surprise again. After about ten minutes of smooth riding we reached a gait. The guide told me to go through the gate and the others would follow. Now it was only me and Quiggly, no one to help if anything went awry. I took it slow and steady and thankfully he followed suit. After

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mom running out to Kelsey. In that moment, I suddenly knew what I needed to do. With a clarity that I can’t remember having before that day, I became focused and knew what needed to be done. My mom had rushed to my sister’s side, but that had left my three year old sister, Katelyn, on her pony unattended. I quickly trotted my horse towards her, dismounted, took control of both horses, and helped Katelyn off her pony. The ambulance would soon be arriving and I had to get all the horses, including the spooked mare, into the stable. A spooked horse can be extremely dangerous if no one takes control. My task was clear. I was the one who needed to corral that mare. I swallowed my fear and approached the mare. The mare’s wide eyes told me that she was still spooked and could be unpredictable. My mom’s words came to mind, “Get in front. Take the lead.” While still holding the reins of the two other horses, I reached out and grabbed the mare’s dangling reins. With Katelyn a few steps ahead of me, I led the three hoses to their stalls. When Katelyn was safely sitting on a bench where I could see her, I still had to remove the bridles and saddles of all the horses, who could have easily rejected my awkward and inexperienced handling. The ambulance and rescue workers had now arrived, and I knew that soon my mom and Kelsey would be headed to the hospital. The responsibility for the

Throughout the reading of Rocking Horse Winner a boy named Paul endures many hardships. He is told from his mother that they are unlucky and he begins to think that he needs to do something to help out his mother. “...belongs to the group of stories D. H. Lawrence wrote in the last years of his life.” (Piedmont-Marton) Lawrence was one of the few writers that wrote stories about his life. We are told many messages from this reading, we are told of detachment, unprovoked attacks, and the folklore of the story.

One of the noblemen caught wind of this however, and sought to chop my horse to pieces and trap me in their dark manor. Once again, I was helped by manor’s servants who cut the horse free and restrained the assailant so that I could escape. The poor horse was in a frenzy as we rode, bucking and kicking at anyone and everything in sight. In all my time riding her, I’ve never had such a hard time hanging on to her. She needed little, if any guidance on my part as she stampeded down the mountain, foregoing the trail and plunging into shadowed mists headfirst. We carried on through the wilderness for a very long time before we were convinced that the danger was long past us, at which point we both collapsed from fatigue.

“This took so much effort and he treats me like this?” The horse mumbled. As he walked along he saw the lion who had escaped. So he tagged along to find a bear with the horse.

Soon enough we’d all been over the rails a few times, picking up a nice rhythm; posting trot around the corner, hold jumping position over the cross rails then post around the opposite corner, slow to a walk and join the back of the line. As I observed the girl directly in front of me trot over the rails for the third time, I pressed my heels down and in, clicking my tongue to encourage my horse forward and then from a walk to a trot. The horse I had been assigned that day, an old Appaloosa named Sage, was taking his time so I gave

Two divisions, two dissimilar endings, but the identical connotation, but what is that repercussion? We all phenomenon what it’s like to speculation and always know the conqueror, or to be able to tell how someone will retort when you tell them an anomalous, but catastrophic story. But which story has a more shocking ending? Rocking Horse Winner by D.H. Lawrence has the most shocking consummation because you don’t envisage what will materialize to the boy. In Rocking Horse Winner by D.H. Lawrence a young boy gambles by horse racing because he almost always knows who will triumph. He works with his family’s gardener to save and spend money on gambling at horse races, even when no one else thinks he will victory, he customarily does. And when he isn’t sure, he doesn’t gamble as much, so he doesn’t lose as much. In Rocking Horse there is voluminous messages because it is a life knowledge lesson from right and wrong, allotment on to money and spending it sagaciously and how his mother squelches to those types of condition.

Sir Mix A-lot and Felicia Depree had been married for ten years now. They have one daughter named Shanell A-lot. Sir Mix Al-ot and his family live in Compton,California. It was an early saturday morning when things started to get strange. Mom was cooking breakfast like she did every Saturday morning, when all of a sudden she heard someone yelling from upstairs. Dad was shouting “Let's go on vacation, pack your bags and let’s go”! Shanell woke up from his yelling and thought to herself “what's going on down there”. So she climbed out of bed and made her way downstairs to find out what all the commotion was about. Her parents were discussing their vacation plans for next week. Shannel just looked at them like they were crazy. Dad hated going on vacation, Shanell thought. “What’s going on”? Shanell said. You’re mother and I are planning a vacation to go visit your Aunt and Uncle down in Arkansas”, Dad said. “Mom is this true”? Shannell asked. “Yes dear, I believe so, for some odd reason you’re father woke up this morning and decided he wanted to go on vacation” . “Come on, cut me some slack, we haven’t been on vacation since Shanell was a baby”, Dad said. “I think this would be a great opportunity to spend time with our other family members”, he implied. “Yes, I will give you credit for that”, mom said. We never see them anymore since we moved. I am always busy in the studio, you’re always

Paul is obsessed with money, and his belief that money will solve all his problems leads to unrelenting disappointment in his life. He thinks almost constantly about the humiliation of those who have little money and the power wielded by those who possess lots of it. He keenly analyzes his own slightly impoverished existence and hates every detail: cramped houses, grubby bathrooms, simple clothes, women’s inelegant conversations, and men’s worshipful attitude toward their bosses. He believes that money is the one way out of the existence he loathes. But it becomes clear that Paul will never become one of the prosperous men he idealizes because he has no understanding of the relationship between work and money.

“The Rocking Horse Winner” by D. H. Lawrence combines tragic realism, social criticism with aspects of fantasy elements to present the significant levels of symbolism. The combination of these mixed genres is a literary style that makes this short story inimitable. The story is written in a third person’s point of view and captivates the faulty sense of values demonstrated by the corrupt grasp of society. Lawrence demonstrates the tragic reality of this theme through the injurious relationship of a mother and her son.

Just in case that one bear who did those marks was not nearby.We had to go over some bridges.My mom’s horse did not want to go over the bridges so she went around.

I quickly slipped on a simple purple dress and put on leggings underneath. I threw on my deep blue cloak and tiptoed outside into the still dark morning. As soon as I was outside in the refreshing air, I bolted to the stable. We only have two horses, like everyone else in the small village of Iilo. Aida is very old, yet strong. We use him to pull carts and such. My favorite horse is Acer, a young, fast, arabian horse. I don’t know how we could possibly have afforded such a beautiful and amazing horse, but I’ve always known Grammy was good at striking a deal. I saddled up Acer and hoisted myself up to his back. “Come on boy,” I whispered into his ear. And with that he was off. We flew past The rest of the quiet sleeping

In “The Rocking-Horse Winner” by D.H. Lawrence People who live their lives trying to achieve the pursuit of happiness through materialistic things often lose sight of the things that are most important in life such as family. This story took place in the early nineteenth century’s England talks about a sympathetic little boy named Paul. He only wanted to please his mother to make her love him. She bitterly tries to maintain a luxurious lifestyle which she cannot afford. Because she feels unlucky he tries to take away her unhappiness with his family, and to bring love and happiness to the unhappy household. Paul went to horse races with the gardener Basset to win money. This is where he becomes lucky and gets a winning streak. He soon saves

Conflict is a disagreement between opposing forces whether it’s between themselves or an outside force. In D.H Lawrence's short story, “The Rocking Horse Winner”, external and internal conflict is demonstrated. The conflict represented is within the son paul due to his families money issues.