Yeahhhh!!!!!! Is what everyone yelled at me when I roped my first steer. It was just any ole normal day where we had to work cows. When a steer got out and everyone took off to go rope it, normally I wait till they get back with the steer but this time I felt like I was gonna rope it, so I took off with them. When everyone kept missing I knew it was my chance so I got up there and threw my rope, surprisingly I caught it. The huge smile I had on my face was unbelievable. My dad said, “I was like a kid in the candy store”, with my big smile. I was so pumped all I wanted to do was rope after that and of course I’m spoiled so I got what I wanted. So later that day we went to my perin’s house and roped some more steers. I missed a few times but started to get the hang of it later on. My dad’s friend Mr. Rudy Austin is an amazing roper, he is a number nine heeler. …show more content…
He is also a header too so he help me and gave me lesson on how to control my horse and rope at the same time. Once I got the hang of it he let me go on my own as I was tracking the steer all I heard was “good job, not to fast, watch him, you got this, swing, throw, YEAH” I obviously caught because he wouldn’t have said yeah. Everytime we work cows I hope that a steer gets lose again so I can show them boys how it’s done. “Momma ain’t raise no ..…” is what she always says and it might not be the best words but it’s my motivation to keep going and to never give
As a barrel racer, I have gone to a lot of shows and rodeos with my pony. My pony was diagnosed with moon blindness, caused from a bacteria called, leptospirosis, that got into his eyes. As he starts going blind he relies more on me, especially with barrel racing because he has to watch out for the barrels so he can turn tighter and not tip them over, but he can not do that because it is very hard for him to see.
Giving up shows a lack of self-respect and self-worth. Each time we push through adversity, we become stronger and more capable of dealing with the next adverse situation. Adversity in life is an inevitability and as such, pushing through those hardships build our soul’s armor and our ability to overcome. Never give up!
It’s 2:00 a.m. Sunday morning. Jake and I are headed down the longest stretch of road in Texas. We have just pulled out of El Paso and are on the way to Fredericksburg to participate in the Frontier Days Rodeo. We were fortunate to have put together a decent run on our last draw and win enough day-money to keep us going for a while. Jake and I are rodeo-bums, to be specific, calf ropers. I am the one who tries to throw the loop of a rope around a calf’s neck and Jake is my partner, the best roping horse a cowboy ever mounted. By the way, how many understand the art of calf roping? I thought so. Let me walk through the steps of what it takes to put together that perfect run, not that I can do it that often.
Within humanity people tend to motivate themselves by the effect it will have on themselves or the people that they genuinely care for. In the novel, The Road by Cormac McCarthy the man and boy
I took a deep breath as I walked my horse into the Greeley Stampede Arena. I told myself just to "relax." I loped a circle around the arena to make sure that my horse was warmed up and ready to go. He was ready but I was starting to get nervous. I stopped in front of the roping box to put my piggin' string in my mouth. I looked at my calf in the chute to make sure that it was number 33, which was one of the best calves out of the whole set. It was, and I was ready to ride into the box and rope my calf, or attempt to rope my calf. I began to get more nervous, more nervous than I ever had been at a rodeo.
That I shouldn't give up. It will be worth it in the long run. You have to listen to that voice in your head and trust in what it's saying. If you keep being positive, it will work out in the end and you will accomplish and complete whatever you are facing. I hate to
Bulls will try just about anything to get a rider off their back. This includes raring, kicking, spinning, jumping, belly rolls, and some unintended moves such as stumbling and falling down. All the moves produce some sort of force the rider has to overcome.
Lane Frost was born in La Junta, Colorado on October 12, 1963, while his dad was still competing in the rodeo circuit. Lane grew up with a desire to ride bulls. He was showing an interest in the sport as young as 5 months. His mom, Elsie Frost, said that whenever they went to rodeos Lane would always fight to stay awake to watch the bull riding. If they tried to leave before it was over, he would scream and cry and throw a huge fit (Frost 1). At the age of five Lane started riding dairy calves on the family dairy farm in Vernal, Utah. He rode calves and steers when he was younger, entering and competing in any rodeo he could. In 1978, when Lane was 15 years old, his family moved to Lane, Oklahoma. There he began to compete regularly in bull riding, and in 1981 he won the National High School Rodeo bull riding championship. Lane graduated from Atoka High school in 1982. He was offered rodeo scholarships from many different colleges, but he turned them down and decided to pursue a professional bull riding career instead...
I acted happy due to the fact that I would finally get some pants ( inside, however was scared there would be none left.) I was as quiet as a mouse so I managed to get all the way to lost property with no one spotting me, then I saw them! The last pair of glorious pants. There were lots of holes in the them, but that didn't matter, they were pants!
“Energy and persistence conquers all things.” (Benjamin Franklin). Persistence is a characteristic that doesn’t allow someone to give up when doing something challenging. This is a great quality to have when trying to achieve anything you engage in, because along the way you will face many challenging things that will make
The 31/05/2013 is a very special date for me and my husband André, it is the day our baby Kevin was born. After 12 hours of labour in the hospital, we finally heard him cry, we got to see him for the first time and there is nothing that can be compared to that feeling.
The day started out as any other day, but I seemed more excited than I'd ever been. My happiness was radiating off of me. My friend Sean asked, "Seth, why are you so damn excited today?"
Throughout life we come across many people, some who influence us in negative ways, and those who influence in good ways, often changing our complete outlook on life. For me, it took the struggle of one of my best friends to open my eyes. I only wish it wasn't too late to thank her.
I always had, and still have, a very good relationship with my parents. Some things have altered slightly with time but not too much. I used to adore my father. Like most young kids, I thought that my dad was the best thing since sliced bread. My feelings began to shift some as I started to grow up. I began to have my own ideas, and no longer was he always correct. Sometimes he was simply wrong, and pointing this fact out to him sometimes got me into trouble. The punnishments for these deeds taught me more in the long run than they did at that time.
Then, I heard everyone scream “Surprise!” I could not believe my eyes. There was decoration all over the living room, a cake on the table, music and a big bouquet of pink flowers. My eyes start tearing. I was delighted and humbled by how lucky I was to have such an amazing family. I ran up to my parents, my three brothers, and sisters in law and hugged all of them. We started singing and dancing I cannot forget those moments of my life. Then I realized time was running and that I still had to go to my cousin’s house to do my makeup. I rushed to her house leaving my family at home, so they could get ready, and we could later celebrate after the graduation. As, Sandra was putting on my makeup; I was thinking of how I was going to react when they called my name on the stage. I was smiling as I was thinking of the moment of my