The Black Stallion

The Black Stallion

There was once a black stallion that a cowboy saw everyday he worked on the range. One day the cowboy thought he would break him and ride him. The cowboy watched him for about a week, and then decided to try and catch him. He succeeded, but the cowboy was not expecting the challenge that he faced when trying to break him for riding. One day the cowboy finally caught him and brought him home to his ranch. Every day the cowboy would go work the horse and try to get him broke to ride. One morning the cowboy finally realized, "Hey I can do this if I just go back and earn the horse's trust." It was a long hard fight, but he knew that he could do it so he went back to the old ways of doing things. The longer he worked with the horse, the more the cowboy realized that no matter how much he wanted to break him to ride, the horse may not want to be broke. If you try to break their spirit, it not only won't ride, but it will break their spirits. Some horses are meant to be free and not meant to be broke because every horse has a heart and a soul, but if you are a good enough cowboy you can break them to ride.

The Rodeo

The Rodeo

A young cowboy enters his first rodeo and he knows it's going to be a challenge. He waits for the moment until it's his turn to ride. As he is getting down on his bull his nerves finally well up in him like a fire. He gets ready pulls his rope and nods his head. The gate cracks open and the bull comes out kicking and bucking. The rider says he is like a tornado; you are not trying break his spirit, you're trying to stay with him jump for jump. Every time that bull would jump the young cowboy's fear would rise higher and higher, the whistle blows and he has made his ride. The young cowboy has finally lived one of his dreams and he realizes, "Hey, I'm actually good at something." Before he enters the ring he kneels and prays to God for a safe ride.

I wish...

I wish that I were in a play
I wish that I could see my father again
I wish that we had more time together
I wish the OT students luck as they go forth to other things in their lives
I wish for a leading role in a movie
I wish I could tame my partner Blade just a little bit and say "calm down…it's just a radio show"
I wish that we could solve the Gulf problem with the oil spill which we're just about there
I wish that we could stop fights in a split second, but I know that can't happen

Answerd Prayers

Justin's Metaphors

I feel like a busy bee
Because I am always ready for the day

Life is like a canary
Because we live life just once

I am like a cardinal
Because cardinals are outstanding

My life is like a jump rope
Because when I am so busy it jumps out

Friends are like tulips
Because they care for one another

Family is like a huge hug happening
Because when you're with family it's just loving

Brahm's Beginning (Part 2 of 4)

“Brahm’s Beginning”

As Brahm started coming of age, he couldn’t help but notice his supremacy and especially in his studies at the magic institute. But hormones and other chemical changes in his body were making some strange occurrences in him such as his fangs falling out and new adamantium fangs coming in to replace them. And the lump on his tail was filled with an adamantium center. He found he could use it as an impenetrable weapon. His wings were growing adamantium tips. He was becoming a Juggernaut of death and destruction. But he really wasn’t reveling in his new-found ability for he knew all too well “pride cometh before a fall.”

Homemade Chia Pets

Spanish

Spanish

Justin H.

The Spanish class is like a refresher course from middle school. And from the minute I heard Spanish, I was interested in it. We’re just takin’ it step by step. And whenever we get a chance, my OTS and I talk Spanish. And I’m catchin’ back onto it slowly but surely, week by week. Yes, I’m using my cheat-sheets some. So I can stay on top of the Spanish words Jennifer’s given us to study. It has been a blast. I plan to use these when it’s all over and stay current on it with my family and Mexican friends.

Playing on the Playground

Playing on the Playground

Justin H.

The bear slid down the slide and smelled a sweet smell. It was a flower. And he said, "What's that smell? I couldn't get the nectar out of that sweet-smelling flower." And he knew right then after he smelled again, he was thirsty for some cool, clear, clean water. At that point the mamma bear said, "Let's try a water fountain and we can get water out of the water fountain." And he said, "Cool beans! This may work." Then as soon as they turned the knob, he couldn't believe how the water flowed out of there. And after getting a drink, he wanted to go on the playground again and go through the tunnel and get to the other side of the slide, so mamma bear said, "Hey! This may be fun. Why don't you let me try it with you?" So they tried together. And it worked. And then they noticed a swing-set, one on each side of each other. And they started swinging. Like always, she said, "Son, be careful of what you do on the playground." And so they were swinging together having fun. It was a tire swing and the tire went flat. And knocked the bear off balance. And he asked, "Why? Why did the tire go flat?" So he got on the slide again to get to this one huge flower he'd been wanting to give his mamma. And he picked it and took it to her. And she said, "How'd you know I wanted this flower?" And he told her, "It had your bear prints instead of hand prints all over it so I just slid and picked" and she said, "well, I'm so amazed that you found what I was looking for."

OT

OT.

Justin H.

OT IS IMPOTANT TO THE CRUMLEY HOUSE. IT HELPS WITH ARM MOBILITY AND IT ALSO HELPS WITH THE DAILY SKILLS OF LIFE. JUST AS I HAVE LEARNED IN PLANNING A TRIP TO CHARLOTTE, IT ALSO CAN STRENGTHEN VACATION PLANNING. IN CLOSING, OT HAS REALLY BEEN A BIG BLESSING TO CRUMLEY HOUSE, SO I DECIDED TO WRITE ABOUT IT IN THIS ENTRY. THERE'S MANY MORE ENTRIES TO COME, BUT FOR NOW, I'M GONNA SAY "BYE."

Brahm's Birthing (Part 1 of 4)

The queen’s massive claws instinctively gripped in and out as each contraction struck her. And then, with what was obviously the hardest to endure, she quivered and fell unconscious. But with this her most strange and yet in a way beautiful egg was lain. It was a relatively small clutch, only seven eggs in total. Six were the normal rough leathery tan, but the largest one was very strange indeed. It had the normal tan background but an occasional black splotch with all the splotches connected by a blackish-green single spider webbing strand. Mentally, Bentha the queen had communicated with all her children except the strangely colored egg. Well, finally the big day had arrived. Among the splintering and crackling of the eggs was a semi-strange occurrence. When the strange egg started to crack it released some thick acidic chlorophyll gas. The dragon that emerged was a dark dusky yet reflective color of the birthing ground’s heated sand. And immediately the little dragon attacked and killed its two largest siblings. Now this was an inherently evil action but since his mother and father were good aligned down many generations. This wasn’t right; this contradicts the famous old sage’s proverb about the bad apple falling farthest from the tree. This apple had fallen right in the midst of everything!