The Fair Five years ago at the age of 9, I had just started showing sheep at the Union fair. I named my first lamb Cupcake, I did not know a lot about how to show a lamb, but I tried. For my first show, I received fourth place out of eight lambs, most of these 4-Her’s had showed before. My uncle was very proud of me, when I received fourth place in my class. A week later, I was off to the New Haven Fair and I achieved third place out of ten lambs. About a month later, I was headed to Washington Town and Country Fair. On Thursday, I received ninth place out of ten lambs in my class. A couple of days later on a Saturday, we had to sell our animals. I sold her to a company named Ck Cranes. Once, he had bought my lamb, we took pictures. My …show more content…
I purchased another wether and named him Alex. Alex was the best lamb that I had so far. He halter broke every easily. We didn’t go to the Union Fair this year. The two fair were on the same day, so decided to go with New Haven, I received fourth place. Three weeks later we were off to the Washington Town and Country Fair. I received fourth place in my class. A few days later, on a Saturday we had to sell him. I was up towards the front of the line to sell. The same lady that bought my lamb for the last year was: Sandy Stierberger. I was so happy that she bought my lamb that we took lots more pictures than …show more content…
There names were Toby and Keith, We had some trouble halter breaking these two and at the fairs were really hard too, they thought they couldn’t be separated. We did good that the New Haven Fair, I placed third in class with Toby and Fourth in class with Keith. They both were in different classes so that worked out well for me. Next was the big discussion, I had to pick which one I was taking the the Washington Town and Country Fair. I choose Keith for this fair. I had to say my goodbyes to Toby because the farm we originally purchased him from needed a market, so they purchased him back. We got lucky because I broke even with that sale. Keith placed fourth out of six lambs in class. Next was the auction, we sold him to an old buyer: Sandy Stierberger, she came back this year. I was very excited to see her
Life handed me lemons, but I could not make lemonade. May of 2016 I decided to go with a Black Angus heifer who was not people friendly. This heifer was beyond ready to kill me or one of my siblings. Once we realized she was too crazy, we took her back and went the complete opposite direction. I was so excited to bring home eight hundred pound Princess Belle the Charolais heifer. Within a few short days Belle was walking on a halter, cleaning up eight pounds twice a day,
After the World War I, many American thought the involvement in war was a mistake as only the international bankers and arms exporters gained handsome profits while ordinary people hardly gain anything from it. When the threats aroused form Nazi Germany and Japan, majority Americans felt the threats were too distant and wished Hitler could counterweight the growing influence of Soviet Union. Influential businessmen, such as Henry Ford, also tried to maintain their overseas markets by avoiding war. Americans preferred isolationism and didn’t want to involve in another war (Forner 855). Hence, the congress passed series of Neutrality Acts to ban the travel of belligerent’s ships and the sale of arms to countries at war. When British faced with
I would like to express my deepest gratitude to you for purchasing my market goat this year at the Sonoma County Fair Auction. I am glad that there are people in our community who realize the importance of agriculture in today’s world and are willing to invest in its future.
I was still just as nervous as before, but once I’m in front of the judge showing my pig, all the nerves disappear, because I am doing what I love. By this time I knew that I had a good chance at winning the division, and I did. It was all so very exciting, but I still had to go back in the ring for the breed or reserve breed champion. Maggie, a girl in our group, had won the heavyweight division, so we were both going back for the breed champion. We are out in the ring showing our Yorks, and the judge announces the Breed Champion York, Maggie’s pig. She exits the ring and then the judge talks some more about a pig that he’s going to pick for the reserve, by that time I knew he was talking about my pig. I was right, he pointed to my pig and I was the Reserve Breed York. I shook the judge's hand, got my banner and buckle and left the ring with White Lightening, my smile was uncontrollable. What made it even more awesome was that me and Maggie swept the Yorks and we were in the same group, and on top of that, not even planned, we both wore a pink button down polo shirt, jeans, boots, Kendra Scott earrings, and our blonde hair was half up half down. Twinning was definitely winning for us. The judge even mentioned me and Maggie being twins while we were in the ring showing for breed, so we decided that we should twin again for the grand
Today marks the day where the state fair comes to town and they released a new ride called “Erikson’s ride”
Unfortunately, I would not be making it to your America history 102 class today, due to some unexpected family situation. Hopefully by next week class I will be somewhat caught up. Also, I recently had a situation with my midterm essay, I spend almost two to three hours typing the essay at Kalamazoo Valley Community College (TTC) in the computer center and when I was about to be finished, I assumed I saved the paper so I exit it out and after my wellness class I had gone back to the computer center and I had noticed my midterm essay was not in my document folder. There was nothing I and the computer staff can do, so now I am currently typing a whole knew midterm essay, and since I have a horrible memory I am not sure what I wrote about the
On Monday April 24th, Mr. Hill asked me to meet him at the barn to look at three steer he purchased and decide which one I wanted. As soon as I walked into the barn I knew which one I desired, it was the one and only Charolais in the group! Mr. Hill warned me that the
Undoubtedly, Chicago, much like the rest of America, would possess a largely different environment for workers without an organized labor movement aiming to better working standards. Among these transformative movements includes the National Association of Broadcast Employees and Technicians, a union organization in which my father has been a member of since before I was born. My father, having earned the title of Union Steward while employed at Univision, often recounted to a younger me the various situations that unfolded regarding his career. I frequently saw large signs imploring for improved rights for the employee perpetually scattered throughout my father’s home and car, shirts that proclaimed union pride, and lanyards, buttons, and
The idea of reporting the news is to tell viewers what is happening in the world without bias and from a neutral standpoint. Over the years, however, some things slip through the cracks and news is reported biasly, especially in racial terms. There are many solutions to remedy this situation by keeping equal representation within reporters and reporting fairly on all platforms. New policies can be put in place as not censorship but purely unbiased reports and news articles to prevent outrage and possibly boost ratings.
One of my most striking memories is walking among over 70,000 protestors around Madison’s capitol building as a progressive twelve year old. Chants and signs supporting union rights filled the streets as I spotted classmates, teachers, and other concerned acquaintances in the passionate crowd. As a proud resident of the politically active city of Madison, Wisconsin, I cannot image being disconnected from that social and political movements that shape our world. Every night my family sits down to watch some of our many news-based television shows: The Rachel Maddow Show, Last Week Tonight, Full Frontal, The Daily Show, NBC Nightly News, CBS Sunday Morning, and many more. While being a news junkie in Madison is considered normal among locals,
Over the course of my seventeen years of life, I have gradually come to realize, as a species, we humans have lost something. I do not know when we lost it; maybe we never even had it. I had my first suspicions when I was young, and I learned from a school bully that not everyone is nice. I gained more insight when I was older, and I learned about how people used to keep slaves. When I was older still, I learned about rape, murder, and torture. But it was not until November 13th, 2015 I finally realized what we were missing. November 13th, 2015, I watched my BBC news feed update with news of terror attacks while I was out raising funds for my high school soccer team. When I got home, I turned on the news, and listened as newscasters proclaimed
Hearts beating in the silence, runners anxious to complete their last meet of the year with a good note. The voices of fans yelling things we already know vanishes as the man in a yellow coat with a racing gun stands in front of us giving vivid instructions about the next eighteen minutes of pain.
Hello, my name is Mike. Ever since I can remember I have always wanted a giraffe. Today is my 18th birthday. I am going to buy a giraffe with all my money I have saved up. Everybody thinks I am insane. They say it is hard work but I am up to it. “Oh, shoot I have to go,” wrote Mike in his
When I was asked to join the union and strike in order to get better pay and treatment I was a little worried of what would happen. If I did go on strike I wouldn’t get payed therefore I couldn’t buy food, clothing or anything that my children might would need. I didn’t know how long I would be on strike for, and I wouldn’t want my kids to miss out on anything they needed. It took me a little while to realize that if I do go on a strike it would be better for my family. At this time we needed all the money we could get we was starting to get behind with some hospital bills. So I took a step up to the plate and am now a part of the strike
It is Thursday, August 24th, the opening day of the Minnesota State Fair. I am here with my family, a friend and his mom, and one of my sister’s friends. It seems so long since last year’s fair. I always look forward to the state fair, even though it’s pretty much the same every year.