Let me introduce myself, I am Stephanie and I have asthma (among other things). You can call me many things a "human guinea pig," a pin cushion, an asthmatic, an Asian who commits high treason by default (I am horrible at math), a "human error," or just simply a girl.
I'm the most stubborn person I know. It's blatantly obvious that I have asthma. But what most people don't know is I am also allergic to almost everything that can move, has a scent, is intended to better your life, or is needed to survive. For example the sun. I am "ultra sensitive" to UV rays. Which is a nice way of saying you're allergic to the sun. Easy way to get around this right? Move to Alaska or some other vacant place that has almost no sunlight everyday...well that could work if I wasn't also allergic to cold. Yes cold. You know those great frozen drinks at Starbucks? They constrict my airways. Cold is in fact a proven allergy. Anyway back to how this ties in with me being stubborn. Maybe you've noticed my profile picture. In it I'm standing next to a horse. This wouldn't be so crazy if I wasn't deadly allergic to horses, hay, dust, and anything else that can dwell in a barn. I was told one day when I was very young that I "can't" ride horses because it would basically be asking for death. Like most stubborn people I outright ignored the "can't" and started riding lessons the next week (I was and still am heavily drugged before I step foot in the barn) and guess what...I'm still alive.
My stubbornness and love for horses leads me straight to my tie into Mr. Potter's class with this blog post. This week we read poetry. I'm the first to admit...I really dislike poetry. It seems like a lot of work when you could simply come out and say "I took the hard path in life and I don't regret it." But their is one poem that I have always loved because I can directly relate to it. The poem is called "Just a Horse" it's writer is unknown and I'm only going to share a stanza since it's insanely long.
From time to time, people tell me,
“lighten up, it’s just a horse,”
or,”that’s a lot of money for just a horse”.
They don’t understand the distance travelled,
the time spent, or the costs involved for “just a horse.”
Some of my proudest moments have come about with “just a horse.”
Many hours have passed and my only company was “just a horse,”
but I did not once feel slighted.
Some of my saddest moments have been brought about by “just a horse,” and in those days of darkness,
the gentle touch of “just a horse” gave me comfort
and reason to overcome the day.
If you, too, think it’s “just a horse,”
then you will probably understand phrases like “just a friend,”
“just a sunrise,” or “just a promise.”
-Anonymous
that poem goes perfectly! haha
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