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Hope has Four Legs
When I first walked into the stable that day, I didn't know what to expect.
I was here to volunteer to help handicapped kids ride horses for therapy.
I must admit, I was scared. Thoughts about the different people I would face, how heartwrenching it would be to see these kids.
The thought "Can I really do this?" Kept going through my head.
"Hello. You must be Sarah. I'm Kait, here's some brushes, can you brush Cash?"
"Yes"
"Great. We have about fifteen minutes"
As I get into the familiar rythem of grooming a horse, i let my thoughts drift.
What kind of handicaps? What if I do something wrong, and they fall off?
Too soon, Kait comes and yanks me out of my trance. I see a little girl, no more than four or five. She's African American, and adorable.
I don't see anything visibly wrong with her.
"She has Spinal problems. She's just recovered from her third surgery."
Alana* wanted to run to the horses. she hugged them, and said to me as I held her belt to make sure she was steady:
"Some people look at me weird. But the horses don't care. They just want you to get better so you can bring them more carrots."
A five year old said this. FIVE. Just then i realized, sometimes we need to be like horses. We need to help people carry their burdens, and carry them when their weak. We need to allow people to lean on us, and eventually, they'll do the same for us.
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Hey Guys! I have revised this poorly written thing and combined it with the follow up one. Please check it out! Its on my "Better writtings" screen name. click on the screen name in blue above and then click on the revised version.
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Keep writting til you can't anymore, then pick up your pen and write some more!
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Thanks and I'm sorry that the grammer and everything is so bad. I was in a hurry to type this, and you know on TeenInk you can't save things and come back later to edit them! I have better poems and such on this account.
Thanks for commenting, guys!
Wow, so many of these articles just flaunt the commmunity service that people do, and seem almost braggy, but this really told a story. Great job.
Yeah.
I love those kids because they are smarter than...well... just about everyone I know!
Thanks for commenting! Sorry I didn't check sooner. :(
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They've taught me so very much.
Here are some qoutes:
"When people see my legs, they automatically assume something's wrong with my brain. Just because I can't walk, doesn't mean I'm slow" --11 year old
"My family tries to shelter me. It only hurts all the more then, when people completely avoid me on the street"--8 year old
"I wanna do what i could do before the accident. I want to work at a pizza place. I can't even reach the counter." --15