Personal Narrative: Live Horse Race

When I started track and middle I never knew what track was or how it even worked but I needed a sport that I could do. Even though I would have people from my middle school who would try to discourage me from running and even call me slow and the process but I continue to go through with track. But those people that talk and say they were going stay and track but didn't and I stayed and continue running and learn how to use the words they called to me to discourage to fuel my running to where I was winning medals and showing it in school. Then between eight grade to tenth grade I begin to have problem with my hip and which cause me to slow my time down but I still stayed in the sport. Even switching from different high school was tiring

Some people think of them as animals. Some people think of them as objects. Some people think of them as friends. Then there are the few who think of them as family. Horses have always been like family to humans, except sometimes closer. There are many benefits to owning or being around horses. They come in many different colors. There is a multitude of breeds, also. Additionally, they have a long history with humans. Horses have unique behaviors. Showing horses has been the past-time or even career of many people. Furthermore, caring for horses can be a handful, but is definitely rewarding. Finally, riding horses is not just a hobby or a sport, but an action of your heart. Horses are wondrous creatures that have lived with man or

Communicating effectively within the school setting is very important to enable strong relationship to build between colleagues, children and parents.

It was a perfect night for a run. Around 70 degrees with a slight breeze. I wait in my Dark Blue Mini Cooper as my watch gets my location. Feet trembling with adrenaline, much like an addict, I’m itching for a run. With a loud “BEEP,” I know the smartwatch is ready and I’m off. As time progresses, I start running faster, faster, and faster. The whispering wind would flow through my hair as I make my way down the trail. Bliss. I notice my surroundings, trees, deer, and the bright light of my headlamp. Chills go up my spine every so often. All I hear is the pitter pattering of my red running shoes and the occasional rustle of bushes. After what feels like the shortest moment ever, my half-hour run is over and I sigh with relief.

In the dusk of a summer Saturday evening, a trickle of light streams through the overhead leaves. One particular horse poses beneath a canopy of towering Adirondack oaks, most of which are only rivaled by the antique racetrack in age. Only a few fans are all that remains of the crowd that adorned the grandstand the hour before, with dreams to witness history. The few that linger lean enthusiastically over the barn barricade that had once struggled to restrain the appreciative masses and masses, only for the opportunity to catch a glimpse of this particular thoroughbred in the distance. But this horse didn’t win today. Today’s victor grazed out of his stall rows down, seemingly unnoticed. The sky, once a brilliant blue, has turned darker with

I realize it has been a while since I have posted a blog, but there wasn’t much going on at the time. Instead of blogging every time something occurs, why not put it all into one long chain of blogs? Let’s start all the way back to before the Thoroughbred Makeover 2015!

The horse ride changed mike's opinion of his horse and himself because at first the was some trouble with getting him on the horse,but once he got on he started to enjoy himself and realize that just because he has a disability he doesn't have to limit himself.according to paragraph 1 it states how he felt or his opinion of getting on the horse. "No, stop it, I don't want to!" I yelled. Some of the horses in front of the barn looked at me, and all of the people stared, but I didn't care. Not being a sweet little angel like the disabled kids they show on TV is what gives my life meaning. I raised the volume of my voice enough to send birds flapping out of the shade trees. "You have no right! Isn't this supposed to be a free country?".

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When I was in seventh grade I fell in love. Not with a person, but a sport. I fell in love with track. I enjoyed the workouts, the races, the team, the events, the meets, but most of all I had found a passion for sprinting. I worked everyday during practice to prepare for the meets. I pushed myself as hard as I could and never gave up. I couldn’t get enough of it. I was mad for the feeling of your lungs bursting for air and your legs burning with pain. The long, exhausting workouts, the freezing practices, and the crazy memories you can make. There was nothing about it that I found unlikeable. Track was consuming my thoughts, I couldn’t stop. I was in love with it in every single way.

When I was only eight years old my mom and dad made me join a track team called Lighting Links. I was furious because I hated running, I was scared I wouldn't make any friends, and I really really hated running. For me, running was like throwing away your favorite candy for no reason. I would just use up all of my energy and get no benefits from it, well at least that is what I thought.

Mimi and Becki have an open line of communication using things such as email, phone (calls or text), and shutter fly site. When asked what is udder to guide classroom management Mimi stated that it is important to breath, not overreact, and keep yourself calm. When working with children it is important to find out what they enoy doing. Mimi stated that hands-on assessment is the most helpful assessment tool for preschool children. Mimi gave great advice to me saying that it is important to adaptive to what works best for them. It also is important to have a lot of patience. When working with students with special needs Mimi stated that having a different strategy every day is helpful. When working with children/families where English is the second language Mimi stated that have a notebook is helpful in order to communicate. It also is helpful to have a translator for conferences if possible. The use of physical gestures and pictures is also helpful when communicating with parents/families where English is the second language. In Mimi and Becki’s classroom their goal for their students is for them to be able to write their own

I got a job with a local fast food restaurant and ended up working in the morning and school in the afternoon. Here I was working my tail off to get through school and a friend I met from Amboy, IL got a free ride. Apparently, he was intoxicated behind the wheel of his car and wrapped around a tree. He was lucky to be alive. The rehabilitation center paid not only for his school tuition they paid for him to get his private pilot license to fly airplanes. We became best friend even though I was resentful since I was working my butt off to get through school. We ended up being roommates when my friend from NY dropped out of school to go back home. He ended up getting home sick. I went up to my roommates hometown to meet his family on a school

By the fourth time my horse, Ruby, bucked me off, I had hit the ground enough times to finally get some sense nocked into me. Ruby was my most recent training project. It was late spring and I had gotten her the previous fall as an unstarted two-year-old. She has always been an especially sensitive mare, which at the time, made her an extra flighty filly. Out of the six horses I have started, Ruby was the only one to ever buck me off, and not just once, but four times.

I am a glorified medal whore and someone that take prides on trying to participate in as many different obstacle course races as I can each year, so I made sure to add at least one Warrior Dash event to my schedule. This was my second obstacle course race of the day after running Tough Mudder Pittsburgh over 300 miles away, so in some ways my body wasn’t nearly at its best, which made the Warrior Dash course and obstacles more of a challenge.

Have you been told that you were not good enough for something? That you're wasting your time? We all have been there before. But we shouldn’t let others opinions discourage our dreams. Everyone has a say for what they like and don’t like. It all matters about your own perspective, not everyone else's. We all have a talent that were good at and enjoy doing. My talent is drag racing. It is a unique and extremely different hobby. I always have been told that racing was a masculine sport and that girl’s should not participate. I did not let that stop me from pursuing what I found out would become a part of my life and make me into the person I am today.