Fred At the Fair | Bree Seely
There was once a little boy, let’s just say his name was Fred, who loved to go to rodeos. He would go to the fairs every year and watch the men ride the bulls. One year he decided he wanted to ride one too. Upon inquiry, Fred found out he was allowed to ride a calf. Which, being 7 years old, was good enough for him. His turn came and he climbed on the calf’s back and rode it. His face was filled with disappointment when he climbed off the beast and walked slowly to his father. The ride had been boring and uneventful, not like the bull rides he’d seen the cowboys do.
A year or two later, Fred and his friend Tommy were at the fair together when Tommy decided that HE wanted to ride a calf. Fred didn’t want to endure the slow pain-staking ride again so he told Tommy just to go. Tommy wouldn’t go unless Fred did; little boys always need the moral support from their friends. Fred conceded and they got in line. When they got to the front Tommy got a little calf and Fred, who was a bit bigger than Tommy, got a big cow.
Now this ride was a lot more interesting! Fred got on the cow and was let out into the arena. The cow bucked and flailed until Fred was off it’s back. He landed in the dust, hitting his tailbone hard on the ground. He crawled to the fence and tried climbing out of the arena. While he was trying to pull himself out he slipped and he felt his shoulder pop. His shoulder hurt but his butt hurt a lot more. By the time the adrenaline had run through and pain started to register he was limping to his dad complaining about his butt.
Fred was too macho to whine about his injury so he held it in as they walked around the fairgrounds. About an hour later his shoulder was piercing with pain. He finally couldn’t take it any longer. His dad drove him quickly to the hospital while his dutiful friend Tommy stayed at the fair to enjoy the carnival. Fred was taken in to see a doctor. The doctor did a couple procedures and determined that Fred had broken his collar bone! Fred was baffled by this because his butt and hip had hurt much worse than his shoulder and yet there was nothing wrong with his bottom and his collar bone was broken.
A year or two later, Fred and his friend Tommy were at the fair together when Tommy decided that HE wanted to ride a calf. Fred didn’t want to endure the slow pain-staking ride again so he told Tommy just to go. Tommy wouldn’t go unless Fred did; little boys always need the moral support from their friends. Fred conceded and they got in line. When they got to the front Tommy got a little calf and Fred, who was a bit bigger than Tommy, got a big cow.
Now this ride was a lot more interesting! Fred got on the cow and was let out into the arena. The cow bucked and flailed until Fred was off it’s back. He landed in the dust, hitting his tailbone hard on the ground. He crawled to the fence and tried climbing out of the arena. While he was trying to pull himself out he slipped and he felt his shoulder pop. His shoulder hurt but his butt hurt a lot more. By the time the adrenaline had run through and pain started to register he was limping to his dad complaining about his butt.
Fred was too macho to whine about his injury so he held it in as they walked around the fairgrounds. About an hour later his shoulder was piercing with pain. He finally couldn’t take it any longer. His dad drove him quickly to the hospital while his dutiful friend Tommy stayed at the fair to enjoy the carnival. Fred was taken in to see a doctor. The doctor did a couple procedures and determined that Fred had broken his collar bone! Fred was baffled by this because his butt and hip had hurt much worse than his shoulder and yet there was nothing wrong with his bottom and his collar bone was broken.
Labels: bulls, collarbone, cowboys, fair, rodeo
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