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My family has also been going through some tough times,
because of a recent car accident that my dad, brother
and sister were in. My siblings were fine except for my brother's
broken nose, but as for my Dad, that day we lost him. Not
to death, but he hit his head so hard that he suffered a traumatic
brain injury. That's what I mean by saying, "I lost my Dad".
Last spring, I had a pregnant miniature red roan that was
due to have a baby a little after the car accident. My Dad
had given her to me on my 12th Birthday. Every day I would go out and
check on her. Early one morning my barn cat had
kittens so I went outside with my camera phone to take pictures of
them. Afterwards, I went out to the pasture to check on
Peaches my pregnant mare. She was standing kind of sad looking down at
the ground. I ran out to see want was the matter.
I saw something on the ground and my heart started racing. I ran over
to it and of course, it was my baby laying still and
cold on the ground. It took me a few seconds to think of what to do,
but them I remembered that I had my phone.
I quickly
dialed my house number and said to my mom, "Mom, Peaches' baby is
here and I don't think she is breathing." Within the
next few seconds she was half the way to the place were the baby lay.
By that time, I was bawling and completely
disappointed. I was shaking uncontrollably. My Mom is a Registered
Nurse, she checked for the baby's heart beat and then
opened her mouth. There was no heartbeat and a cork like thing was
still stuck in her mouth. At that time I was out of
control and could not stop crying. My mom hugged me. She was crying
and said, "I'm so sorry". After a few minuets, I ran
into the house and got a beautiful flowery pillowcase. We wrapped her
tiny body in it. I petted her beautiful black and white
coat then I kissed her on the nose and we buried her. After her
burial, I decided to name her Thunder Rose because of a
book I had read where the little girl in the story was so strong and
brave.
A few day after Thunder Rose's death, I got a call from
my family's good friend Nancy. Nancy had just announced
that her miniature mare had given birth to a red and white paint named
Sapphire. I was so jealous of Nancy. I knew that she
was going to sell her mini when she got older so I started saving my
money. Nancy wanted $600 for her baby. Little
Sapphire was way out of my price range.
Soon September came and it was my 13th birthday. It
started out disappointing. My parents gave me a dollar bill
wrapped in a little box. In the lid of the box was a poem that read,
"Big things come in small packages". I was confused.
What in the world did it mean? All day my Mom and Dad tormented me by
making me write a list of things that I could buy
with the one dollar they had given me. My list was short. Nowadays,
that's like nothing more than four gumballs!
Soon it was time to open the rest of my gifts. The first
gift that I opened was another small box. In it was a piece of
paper that said, "You are what happened when I wished upon a
star". Great, another riddle! I dug a little deeper and picked
up two beautiful lead ropes and a tiny purple halter. "Thanks.", I
thought, "I don't have a baby horse anymore". There at the
bottom of the box was a beautiful picture of baby Sapphire. My
parents asked, "Could you buy that with your dollar?" I
sadly said, "No!" thinking it was a cruel joke. My mom smiled and
said, "Yes, honey, you can. Nancy and her family decided
to lower her price $599.00!" Later that night at my family
birthday party everyone was asking what I had gotten for my
birthday. I happily replied "A dollar and baby Sapphire". They all
laughed. Suddenly, I grew very suspicious of everyone at my
party. They all knew about Sapphire except me! My family gave me all
the things that I would need to
take care of my baby girl.
In the end I became Sapphire's new owner. Sapphire has taught
me how to be responsible. I also learned that big things
really do come in small packages.
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