Personal Narrative: Get Over Horse

I remember while growing up, my parents (mostly my father) would ask when I was going to grow up and “get over horses”. I first fell in love with horses when I was four-years-old because of an Australian movie called “The Rogue Stallion” (1990) my mother bought when a Christian catalog had a sale on VHSs. The movie follows Anna, a teenager whose father works with horses and is accidentally killed by a spooked horse one day. Anna’s mother wants her daughter to have nothing to do with horses, especially the wild Brumby stallion her father’s old rival is set on destroying.

What drew me in? I’m not sure if it was Anna's defiance and fierce love for the horse, or was it that horses could bring people together? Really, I think it was that the horse could trust one human, but not others, and bonds created between man and horse I grew to …show more content…
From a young age, I knew I would have to persevere and wait for the things I wanted the most: to learn to ride and a horse of my own. Instead, I buried myself into anything horse related I could: books, writing, movies, documentaries, drawing, collecting model horses and any other horse products I could get. It was my desire to learn about horses and hear stories about horses that helped me cultivate a love of reading and writing.

Now, some girls might have started to develop different interests as they became teenagers. I did not. If anything, weekly visits to an old man’s horse farm that fueled my passion even more to be around horses. His name was Joseph Heaney, and he was both a journalist and horseman. He never minded that my parents brought me and my autistic sister to see the horses. It was these weekly visits, that I continued after I was 17 and had a car of my own, that allowed me to have horses in the flesh in my life. Being able to be with horses kept me going, especially when things sucked in other areas of my