Personal Narrative: My Trip To Kentucky Derby

I was in Kentucky and it made me basically homesick, because of a little boy showing me around a farm house with blond hair I also I drove around new circle 3 times for old times sake, it was a nice rental car and I might be delusional (JK!).

My 7th grade year I moved to Conway, AR with my mama Monique, her husband Shane, and my three brothers Lil Shane, Manny, Eli. My dad Demontrel also lived in Conway but he stayed across town. Everything about Conway was bigger from the schools, stores, and

When I was twelve years old, I learned that horses do not like me. My friend Molly and I went to Camp Ernst the summer before seventh grade during Christmas in July week. We didn’t know anyone else there, so we got stuck in a cabin with a bunch of snobby Milford girls. Molly really wanted to do the horse camp, so I did it too because I didn’t want to be alone with the other girls. I wasn’t really into horses but Molly was so I decided to take one for the team.

Growing up in Washington, Pennsylvania was like living out the proverb, "It takes a village to raise a child"! If I was at a friend's house and I did something wrong, their parents would chastise me! When I got home my parents were waiting for me to chastise me again! It was wonderful because everyone was like family! It was at a time when people still went to sleep with their doors unlocked! Small town America at it's best! One of my favorite things to do was on Thursday nights, all of my friends would go to the local roller rink and skate! Sometimes, especially on holidays like Thanksgiving that fell on Thursdays, kids would come from neighboring towns and from as far away as Pittsburgh to our local roller rink! It was so much fun and truly

When I was in the second grade my family moved from Plano, Texas to Jonesboro. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. I hated Jonesboro, and I missed my home and my friends and my grandparents.

In addition to being around horses I have been babysitting for a family of seven, two of the younger boys being autistic, has made me realize how stressed someone with

Growing up in my hometown of Granbury, Texas was interesting. Only because while I wasa child it was a small town that required you to drive at the minimum of forty five minutes in order to vist the nearest hardware store or an hour to go to a water park. Not much has changed since then and now besides the fact all the main hardware stores have now set up shop inside the city limits of Granbury and as well as more restaurants. Even though more restaurantshave come to Granbury the one that I have enjoyed since my teens is names Mi Famila and it has the best Mexican food I have had since first trying

The day started out as a normal, crazy morning, as usual my mom and I were running late. Around my dad's twentieth text saying, "Hurry please!" we finally made it out the door, and on our way to the barn around nine that morning. The stench in the barn was a bit strong to say the least, but you get used to it. I walked over to my pig, his name was Mojo, I gave him a good luck scratch and began preparing for show time. When I heard my class number get called over the loud speaker, my hands began to sweat and my heart started beating rapidly. This is when all the long days at the barn and hours spent walking and grooming Mojo paid off.

So I went down to the barn and saddled that horse right up. I should have known not to just jump on this big horse. He was acting very agitated throwing his head. Stomping his feet all over the place. I ignored all signs of turmoil and jumped on. When I got on I expected everything. But, nothing happened he just stood there like a perfectly tame horse. So I let my guard down loosened up my

Soon enough, people came around selling some food, little gifts, water and soda pop, which children enjoyed with their families. I like this period, because it brought families closer. Families in our neighborhood also began to have picnics and extended families gatherings. Moreover, children enjoyed their weekends breathing fresh air, playing games, and

When I was younger I would love to go places with my grandfather. We’ve been to Alabama, Florida, and Tennessee. I remember when we went to Universal Studios and the incline railroad. We would drive to all of these places since I’m not to fond of airplanes. During our road trips we would listen to jazz music from the time we left until we got to our destination. Those were some of the best days of my life.

My experience in Kentucky was superb. My best moment was over the summer in Kentucky. Over the summer my family had a reunion in kentucky which where everyone from my mom's side of the family attended. We went onto fort knox and rented out 3 cabins for the week. It was a great bonding experience to make up for the lost years.

I looked out into the field at our four horses. Two of them were mine, the other two were my dad and brother 's. (Technically I didn 't pay for my two horses, but my dad lets me call them mine.) One was a tiny brown and white spotted pony named Stormy, my first pony, the other a mostly brown appaloosa horse with a white butt named Ziggy. Both have minds of their own, but how was I to know that Ziggy was going to totally lose his mind today. The only vivid memory I have of the rest of the day was walking out into the field to catch my

Being raised in a small town was a challenge for me as a kid. A town in South Louisiana called Chauvin runs along Bayou Little Caillou until it reaches the city of Cocodrie with marsh on the opposite side of it. There were only a handful of streets off of the highway that served as neighborhoods, since we were surrounded by water on both sides. I never got the opportunity to run around the neighborhood with the kids around the block because we lived off of the highway. Instead, I would run along to the neighbors’ house, which was owned by a man named Mr. John.

It all started out in a small house in Manila, I was a farm boy and well I was in charge of making sure the horses were clean and prepped up for reaping in rice. It wasn’t difficult but I always found the job tiresome and worst of all I did it alone. On the Bright side I always found the horses great, they were my favorite animal after all. But other than the occasional rowdiness from my Quarter-horse Senya and the playful teasing nudges from my Irish Chestnut Abby, I always had a great time making sure they were ready for the long day ahead.