My Best Childhood Memories

Childhood Memories Some of my best childhood memories took place when I was around eight or nine years old. My family lived on a ranch near a little town named Laverne, in the pan handle of Oklahoma. This was a very rural area that consisted of miles of dirt roads, several large farms, and considerable distances between neighbors. I didn’t watch very much TV or have a computer or video games. Instead, I spent my time playing outside or riding my horse, Cowgirl Cutie. I don’t know how I managed to not worry my parents to death because I would saddle my horse and ride to all my favorite places and didn’t get back home until the sun was setting.
First thing I did was get Cowgirl saddled up, which I sometimes needed help with because

Patches of flowers and small cactus and wild flowers covered the sides of the road. Beyond the trees you could see a tall windmill in the distance. This windmill pumped water into a large stock tank for the cattle to drink. I usually stopped here to let my horse get a drink while I watched the pollywogs and frogs swim in the tank. Farther down the road, past the windmill, there was an old schoolhouse in the middle of another group of trees. Old animal bones littered the ground surrounding the house. While riding by, I would inspect the bones and wonder if they were from cattle or different animals. I never stopped at the house because I always had a creepy feeling in that area. The house or something in it seemed to be watching my every

By the time we got there, I was usually wore out from all the excitement and playing, so I would put the reins down and lay my head down on the saddle horn and take a nap while Cowgirl walked us back home. When we got back to the cattle guard she would stop so I could walk her across. Arriving back at the house I took her saddle off and brushed her and cleaned the sweat off her. Then after taking the bridle off, I always gave her a handful of alfalfa I picked from the field for her treat to thank her for the