Cattle Ranching

Having a carreer that I enjoy is very important, but I have no doubt that I will be happy with what I'm choosing to spend my life working towards. Since I was little, I have been raised in a family that is hardworking, and focused when it comes to our cattle ranch. That has really payed off. I've not only gained the knowledge needed to run a successful operation, but learned alot of responsibility. After graduation, my plans are to work on many different ranches across Canada and Australia, and eventually to go to school in Olds, Alberta to earn my Agricultural Business Management Degree.

The Legalization of Marijuana

Many would see the topic in this debate and instantly write it off as unimportant and childish, however, many do not see the potential that this constantly growing industry has to offer. Taxpayers pay approximately $2 million dollars a day on pot prohibition.








http://www.marijuanaparty.ca/index.en.php3

http://agonist.org/ian_welsh/20070410/why_canada_should_legalize_marijuana_and_how

55 fiction

She tore out of the gate, ripping towards the first barrel, the timer working against her. Right turn around first and off she goes. Speeding towards a left turn around second, she kicks up dust. 14.3 seconds and off to third. Another left turn and she's headed home. 17.8 and she's beat the ol' clock.

Superpowers.

If I could have any super power in the world, I would chose the ability to morph into an animal. (A horse of course) Horses are able to roam freely and do as they please. They are strong, powerful, and free, and although humans have domesticated them, they remain wild and unchanged.

Free

I run free, untouched by the hands of destruction, the heavy hands of humans. My anscestors have warned me of your ways. Callous, selfish, and cold. I roam the unchanged landscape, the same now as it was a hundred years ago, trying desperately to find sanctuary. The others are waiting in safety, praying for my return to them. The sound of my feet hitting the ground pushes me onwards, towards a place I do not know.

My heartbeat races; faster, faster, faster. I fear they are coming quick, and large in numbers. I continue on, moving fast and agile. I have travelled across this land many times, through countless rivers, and over many mountain trails.

The air is cold, and the wind is strong, making it hard to continue this fight for freedom. The rain is coming down around me, splashing up off the ground, and onto my face. The mud underneath me is slippery, making my escape harder. I begin to hear the faint rumbling of hooves, the hooves of the unfortunate others who have succumbed to the fate I am resisting. I must push on, away from the gunshots, and screams from the mouths of those ghastly two-legged creatures.

As I trample through a foggy valley bottom, I am startled by a blur in the distance. It is moving, and becoming loud. I continue on, towards what I fear is the end of me. With the distance between the blur and I decreasing, I slow. From a gallop, to a canter, to a trot. Prancing, to let them know I do not fear.

As I move closer I see her. The beautiful shades of grey and black walk towards me, welcoming me home. I am safe now.

Hidden(descriptive writing)

Escaping from life is not an easy task, the busy streets of the city, and the screaming bright lights seem to surround you no matter where you run. I however, have found an escape, a place all my own. A place that is hidden. It is my sanctuary. Outside the city limits, away from the noise and strange mechanical beasts, there is a different world. The countless hues of greens, brown, and blues encompass me. A world with creatures that cannot be found anywhere else.

The journey to this place is one I love dearly. I turn to my four legged angel, and he knows where it is I want to go. I hop on his back, and he carries me through the wind, as if I am weightless. We gallop through the trees, over mountain trails, through fields and creeks.

This place is not a specific location on a map, it cannot be found with coordinates or photographs. It is a place in my mind, a place I enter ever time I am on the back of my trusted equine friends. They give me the power and strength of a thousand men, and allow me to dream things one could never imagine. My horses are my escape from reality.

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