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Although, Straight Line was hurt, I refused to give up, I endlessly searched to locate a replacement horse. Thus came Princess, a buckskin mare that I borrowed from an acquaintance of my sisters. My mother and I traveled to Goodland for a little test run and at the end of the day we hauled her home. Thrilled is not a word I would use to describe the idea of running on her, but what choice did I have. I needed a horse, any horse to ride at the finals, since Straight Line was no longer able to run

popped out eyes and I drool most of the time. Sadly, this is what the whole town believes, as well as the stories that they heard from my childhood. When I was 33, I was sitting in the living room cutting up newspapers, when my father walked by and I decided to stab him in the leg with a pair of scissors. Many don’t know my side of this story because I’m protective and shy, I don’t leave the house, mostly because I’m not allowed to. One day, I was sitting in my house, when I saw this fishing pole

Plaid Jungfrau, also known as Heidi Athena Gunnarsen, was among the many Volksryanischen who existed beyond the reaches of the Greater American Catholic School System, and the clergymen who controlled it. Far from being a fringe group of lonesome Roman Catholics, the Volksryanischen had always tried to carve out a new existence for them, despite not being part of the Greater American Catholic School System. Standing at a height of 5’6, which happens to be the exact same height as the Wise Man, the

from this camera. I took one good look at the box and took some of the pictures out of it. Looking through the pictures and seeing how dumb and little I was. There were artsy nature pictures then, the picture of my cousin Sarah and I. Sarah was my cousin from my mother’s side. In fact my mom only had one brother so there weren’t much relatives from that side of the family. She lived in a small town in New York by the name Queens, but still seemed to control my life from there. I remembered all the

EGO There was a very real cousin rivalry in the house I grew up in, from who could do more push-ups with our grandfather, to who could learn how to ride a bike first/better, to video games, and of course basketball. Our basketball competitiveness was so intense that my cousins & I would take socks, make a faux basketball & proceed to shoot them into a garbage bin at the end of a hallway. Seeing and hearing this, our grandfather transformed our backyard into half a basketball court, which in turn

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that NCAA violated it 's anti-trust laws in making the video games, the court still ruled in favor of amateurism in sports after the appeal of granting $5,000 payments to athletes. So the question still remains, should college athletes be paid to play? I propose that college athletes get a percentage of the profit directly from the Colleges based upon how much the specific sport profits within the Association. Every year college athletics are becoming more of an annual tradition and popular entertainment

Robert A. Heinlein once said, “One man’s magic is another man’s engineering.”With saying I would like to be open about myself as to why I wish to pursue electronic and computer engineering at HKUST.Being one of the world’s best places to pursue engineering for undergraduate and I am very excited by the core curriculum. I would love a practical and research oriented course with equal theoretical knowledge. I am expecting classes to be different from how they are back home.HKUST has always been my

As a child, I loved snow! I loved the way it fell from the sky, falling in swirling patterns as I ran around trying to catch one on my tongue. It was a quite a process for my mother to put all the clothing that she thought was necessary. Once this was done, I would run out and open the gate for the dogs, we owned five, they would stick their nose in the snow then slingshot it towards my direction. We would continue this until I grew tired then I would throw a tennis ball for them. I would throw

Personal Narrative On June 10, 2016, I was in Cancun, Mexico. It was absolute paradise: crystal clear water, white and flour-like sand, and delicious, all-inclusive food and drinks. Even though our resort was amazing, June 10 was the day I was looking forward to most. I would get to cliff jump, zip-line, snorkel, tube, and rope walk all in one day. My family, which included me, my brother, Connor, my sister, Allie, my uncle, Matt, his girlfriend Renee, my grandmother, my mother, and my father decided