My Most Compelling Moment

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Estee Zeldin
My Most Compelling Moment
As a young teen I always dreamt of accomplishing something that would have people’s eyes opened. Many doors were opened right before me and I could’ve walked through anyone. Having that opportunity I took the advantage I had and tried several doors. Doing so, after a while I never had the intentions of finishing what I began because nothing came naturally to me. At that point of my life I was 13 years old. The typical age of a girl who wants to be noticed for something outstanding as the athletes or celebrities in magazines and television. During recess my girlfriends were talking about shopping, nails, and makeup. For an odd reason during those conversations I always felt like the outcast snoozing out occasionally. Trying to find something different to do with my time, out of curiosity I ease dropped on the boys’ conversation for a few minutes. Weirdly, I wanted to become a part of it. As curiosity killed I continued listening to the conversation. Between all the gibberish spoken, horse racing was brought up. It was as random as snow on a summer day to bring up, but aside from it being random the idea of horse riding sounded interesting. Walking home from school, I was filled with excitement to ask my parents about it. To them it was just one of my ridiculous ideas I was fantasizing about. The next day I ran in to my old friend Milana. As we were talking I mentioned horse riding to her and ironically her cousin worked at the stables just a half an hour away. Her name was Jess, she was older then us by a few years. Jess worked there for so long it became apart of her life; she knew everything and everyone at the stables. I ran home to tell my parents about it. As ridiculous as it sounded it finally came to their thought as to what they had to loose, or what did I have to loose. The weekend came along and together with Milana, to make it for Jess’s late hours when no one was there, we drove down to the stable. Once we have arrived Jess was outside the barn all ready sitting on her horse with our horses prepared for the ride around the big lake. Milana ran out of the car as soon as we got there yelling shots on the smaller sized horse named Butter because she couldn’t resist its cuteness, but I could have only begged the difference. The horse in front of Butter looked quiet athletic to be a stable horse. “This horse probably has steroids for breakfast every morning ”, I thought to myself slightly spooked. Curiosity once again hit me with a few questions. Before getting on that colossal animal, looking frightened I walked over to Jess and asked her about the horse’s past. Noticing my goose bumps from seeing the horse, she giggled a little and said “ Don’t worry hun.. There’s no need to be scared he’s a gentle giant”. The horse’s name is Bee, which I thought to be a silly name for such a beastly look. Bee grew up behind the gates of the racetrack getting trained from his youth and running in the big games from time to time. Bee was said to be their favorite; whether he lost or won there was always a spark about him. Unfortunately racing as a horse’s fulltime job really does damage to its body in the short run. Bee at the age of eleven running the track with his rider during the warm up unexpectedly collapsed and was struggling to get back up on his feet. The rider was all right with just a few bruises from the fall but that wasn’t his major concern. He was worried because the big run was just a number of days away and Bee didn’t look in any shape to run. The vet came to take a look at Bee and had unfortunate news. He developed a case of arthritis. Arthritis is swelling of the joints. The Vet explained that after several days of rest Bee will be able to walk again, but its not safe for him or his rider to go on the track at least for a year or maybe never again because of the horses age. With more walking, arthritis would only worsen and the bones would become weaker....
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