My name is Kristine Tirone. My goal is to do something I never thought I'd be able to do. Meaning, I never thought I'd even get close to having the opportunity to leave the country, or be involved with a class in this way. Setting standards for myself and working towards something is a new thing for me. I'm writing this blog to raise money to send my class to Costa Rica. Our class, as a whole, is trying to fundraise over $15,000. This will fund everything from our food, a place to stay, to our flight.

I'm getting a new understanding of what it's like to deserve what you work for. Before, I would sit back and let everyone do the work and I would take the credit. My personal struggles got in the way of my everyday functioning. My focus on education was lost to my other struggles. Not only was I not understanding the work, but I had an increasingly low work ethic. This all started to change over the summer of 2010. Bryan, my teacher, makes it known that he has an extremely low tolerance for slackers. I didn't want to disappoint him, and this motivation was new to me.

I realize as my interactions with people started to change, I started to as well. Bryan always expected nothing but good things from me, and I've given him nothing but that. I suppose if you feel a certain way or act a certain way, you become a certain way. From there it's history, ever since I've excelled in my school work and always do what I say I will. You're only as good as your word.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Horseback Riding in Costa Rica =]

While in Costa Rica I had very limited Internet access. I would have like to have written this blog the same day but had no wifi at the place we were stayng in Monteverde. On Friday April 8Th we went horse back riding. It was a gorgeous day out and I was so excited to get on a horse because i haven't been on one since I was 8 or so. The sun was beaming on me while in the tour van, I remember the weather being around 100 degrees.

When we got to the ranch were we would meet our horses, i looked out at all the evergreens and forests that covered the roads we just came from. I took a deep breath in. Inhale. I felt a little nervous but so ready to get on a horse. There were 9 horses 7 for those of us that road and 2 for the guides. My house Rontone reminded me of myself! My last names Tirone and his names Rontone. I got a good laugh from that.

I jumped on Rontone and headed off down the steep, rocky, and intimidating trail. Rontone was a very good horse and he had fire. He didn't want to just walk, he wanted to trot. The intensity ran through my body, and I really enjoyed all the scenery

1 comment:

  1. Sounds like Rontone and you were made for each other. What a great memory.