I was about thirteen, cleaning stalls on a fiercely hot day in the summer.
All the horses were turned-out,
except for Joe.
(He must have had an injury or something.)
Joe was a stunning, tall, bay thoroughbred, and he was known for his quirky personality.
There I was cleaning his stall, wiping the sweat from my brow and upper lip.
My muscles were aching from working all day, and my shoveling movements were pitifully sluggish.
I stepped out of Joe's stall to get a drink from my mini water bottle. You know, the miniature ones?
I could barely unscrew the cap because I was so exhausted.
I took a swig and then balanced the bottle on the edge of Joe's stall door.
The pitchfork in my hand had slipped through my sweaty fingers,
knocking the stall door hard enough to shake the entire wall,
making my water bottle fall to the other side of the stall
and into Joe's water bucket...
Joe was gazing out of his stall window when he heard the ruckus.
He then turned around and stuck his head over the stall,
looking at me as if he was asking me, "What happened?"
I sighed fatalistically.
Sarcastically, I asked Joe, "Could you get that for me?"
THEN!
Joe tucked his head into his water bucket, grabbed the water bottle with his teeth by the cap, and offered it to me!
I was shocked.
I turned enthusiastically to see if anyone else had seen this miracle!
Not a soul.
I took the water bottle from his grasp
and thanked him for getting it for me...
Monday, January 31, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Lately.
Lately,
I've been thinking about what I'm going to do when I grow up.
December is when I have to grow up.
I'm graduating a semester early
Which means I have six less months to figure out what I want to do.
Do I want to pursue my career as an equestrian?
Or should I pursue a career in marketing so that I can finance a hobby?
I have no idea.
I've always tended to be a people-pleaser.
But lately, I have learned that I have to do what makes me happy.
I don't know if marketing makes me happy,
but that's because I have no job experience besides
horse trainer,
camp coordinator,
riding instructor,
tutor,
and babysitter.
I know I love coming up with new ideas and creating catchy slogans.
I know I love horses and jumping over enormous obstacles.
I love painting and cooking and fashion!
The thing is, I love too many things.
You know what I would love?
I would love to merge the two together.
Marketing and Riding.
How can I wear a business suit while working in the horse industry?
I've been thinking about what I'm going to do when I grow up.
December is when I have to grow up.
I'm graduating a semester early
Which means I have six less months to figure out what I want to do.
Do I want to pursue my career as an equestrian?
Or should I pursue a career in marketing so that I can finance a hobby?
I have no idea.
I've always tended to be a people-pleaser.
But lately, I have learned that I have to do what makes me happy.
I don't know if marketing makes me happy,
but that's because I have no job experience besides
horse trainer,
camp coordinator,
riding instructor,
tutor,
and babysitter.
I know I love coming up with new ideas and creating catchy slogans.
I know I love horses and jumping over enormous obstacles.
I love painting and cooking and fashion!
The thing is, I love too many things.
You know what I would love?
I would love to merge the two together.
Marketing and Riding.
How can I wear a business suit while working in the horse industry?
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