Renaissance fair

narrow rock arch labeled with an aged sign reading, Welcome to the Delta County Fair Grounds. My eyes peer into the distance, and like every year, the park is full of commotion and energy. Kids swinging on the swings, teenagers showing off their new school clothes while sitting on the chipped green tables eating mazzo dogs, and the various types of food stands, complete the atmosphere of the Delta County Fair. The fair is a place where parents enjoy themselves by spending quality time with their families;

Fear consumes me every moment of every day and with everything I do in my life. I am scared of failing, speaking, socializing, cooking, swimming, riding a bike, driving, death, and being alone. My mom says I have an active imagination but everyone else seems to think that I have a mental problem. This year is my last year of high school and then I am on my own in a big, bad world full of terrible things. Something inside of me takes over. I’ve been to many psychiatric doctors but they do absolutely

believe me it took a lot of effort. Running around all summer trying to get the best picture for the fair, looking for the rule of thirds and the right composition took a lot of hard work. In 4-H it’s all about bettering yourself, whether that be by raising a goat from 3 days old until a year old at the fair, or by helping out the community through a winter coat drive or a canned food drive at the fair. National Honor Society helps build character because most of what we do is Community Service. All

I was sure that when I first went to the fair, that showing animals was going to be my passion for the next ten years. It was simple, going to the fair has always been something that I have always loved, the people, the animals, and the food of course. Then something happened and fair started to get even more interesting for me. In 2007 I started showing animals at the Clark County Fair, the first year I started out with a rabbit and a turkey. I always knew I wanted to show animals I loved being

It is a Saturday morning around ten o’clock, and I am sitting by the door crying because I do not want to go to dance. My mom gives me no option and miraculously persuades me to hop in the car, so we can be on our way. As a child, I was taught that when committed to an activity, quitting was not an option. During my childhood, my mom introduced me to what would soon become my passions. She keeps me involved and teaches me important morals and life lessons that I apply everyday. Without the influence

Being the Sauk County Jr. Fairest of the Fair is a big responsibility and honor. I have the cabiliablity to meet the requirements for this position. I have many skills that will help me meet these as well, some skills I have are communication, public speaking, leadership, and time management skills. These will all be necessary for the role of Junior Fairest of the Fair. Also I have a lot of knowledge about the fair due to growing up in Sauk County, the fair has been a big part of my life every summer

“Thank you, thank you, thank you! You guys are the best parents in the world!” I said. “You’re welcome sweetie.” said my mom and dad. When I found out that I was riding at the Goodells 4-H Fair, I freaked out! It was my second year at Fair. I did a class called Horseless Horse the year before because you have to be 9 to ride and I was only 8 years old and called a participant. But that’s okay I still got to work with horses and that’s all that mattered to me. Now back to the main story. The

When you’re a member in 4-H you get to, and are sometimes forced to, become interactive and build friendships. I say forced to, because I can remember countless times where other members would just come up and start getting to know me at the county fair. This is one of the reasons 4-H has had a great impact on me individually; it gave me the opportunity to develop new friendships and build life-long connections. It also encouraged me to become a leader. As I got involved in my 4-H club, I envied to

“This is going to be the best night of our lives!” Judy exclaimed as they walked up to the fair. Her excitement was felt by the rest of her comrades, who could not help but be swept up in the feeling. “I can’t wait to see all of those other ban-,” Joe whispered sadly as he gazed upon the fifty other up-and-coming groups. “But we may still have a shot. Good thing we have those instruments in the bus,” Janet interjected. “I have a good feeling about this,” commented James with a smirk. He was up to

One beautiful Saturday morning, I woke excited about going to Delaware County Fair as if I was the same age as my young daughter. The day was looking beautiful, as the weather was like a typical fall morning. The breeze I could hear through the window; I felt like this was the perfect day to go to the fair. I opened the door of my daughter’s room to wake them up; I turned on the lights and yelled “It’s morning.” My oldest daughter looked at me with one eye half way open and said “It is not morning