I want to share something special with my readers today–a story written by my youngest granddaughter, Danielle. I hope it will be as encouraging to you as it is to me to keep reaching for your dreams, no matter what your age! The picture is of her with me and my husband on her 8th birthday last June.
My First Horse Training
Hi my name is Sam. I’m 8 years old. I have 4 brothers, they call me names all the time at home. My mom died last year, I still think about her.
My dad loves Horses but I’m not good at riding them, so my dad teaches me how to ride. But I’m just not good enough.
My friend is good at riding Horse I told her my Horse Emily she is tall and pretty I never ever ride on Emily at all. On Sunday I go to church. After church I went to the barn. And feed Emily but I got on Emily’s back and was riding on Emily my dad was proud of me and my brothers to.
My dad teaches me more about how to ride Horses I could go to the race only for horses but in 2 more Days I will be There at 2:00 sharp 2 Days later I went to the race and I was shocked but Emily was running so fast that I won the first round that I was getting ready for round 2.
It was round 2 so Emily ran as fast as she could but the crowd was wild so I ran to the finish line. That I won round 2 it was round 3 so I got on my Horse. But a man said you’re going down!
But he was wrong so I ran even faster. Then I won! I won the race! I got the trophy my dad was happy my brothers are happy to. I went home and I put my trophy in my bedroom I went to bed it was morning I went to school. I told my friend that I won the race she was happy when I want to be a horse rider I will be. When I grow up I want to be just like my daddy .
Danielle is an 8 year old girl. She is a third grade student. She wrote this book by herself on a snow day in February 2010. She enjoys art, gymnastics, and making her own stories, sometimes without words!