When I was 10 years old, I used my PowerPoint skills learned in my elementary school computer class to create a presentation for my parents on why they should buy me a horse. If I recall correctly, the ideas to raise the necessary funds to buy my dream horse included a lemonade stand and charging people to use the trampoline in our backyard (don’t worry, it had a net).
My little brain never comprehended how much my horseback riding addiction took a toll on my parents financially. “But mom, all of my friends have multiple ponies and compete every weekend, why can’t I?” I would scream as I marched to my room, slammed the door, and played with my Breyer horses in solitude.
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Article written by: Lizzy Youngling