Post by Pixel on Feb 11, 2008 18:32:26 GMT -5
Name: Mackenzie Michaels
Age: 18
Do you have any expirience?: yes
If so, what?: Has trained and ridden all kinds of horses for her parents
Job applying for: Dressage trainer?
Why Should we hire you?: You should hire me because I'm a hard worker with a good work ethic. I'm a dependable, trustworthy person, and if you tell me to get a job done, I'll get it done. I consider myself to be a fairly good hand with horses in general, and I know and love what I do.
Character's education: Highschool
Sample Post: The girl took in the appearance of the big black colt and gently slipped the bit into his mouth. "There's a boy," she murmured. She looped the reins over her arm and headed up to her parents arena. It would be her last ride her, and she intended to make it count. She checked her girth one last time and sprang nimbly aboard. she sat quiet a moment, not even bothering with her stirrups just yet, sitting an dstroking the horse and getting used to the feel of him. He was rather small compared to what she was used to, but her parents were convinced he was ready for this. She wasn't so sure, but oh well. She wasn't the boss. "If you were my horse, you wouldn't be so far yet, but I personally think you're being over-worked too young." The colt flicked his ears back to listen to her, and the girl leaned down to nudge her toe into the stirrup iron. She gathered her reins and touched her heels ever so gently to his side. The gelding's head flew up and his back arched. "easy boy," the girl murmured, and nudged again. Hes norted and kicked up a bit, but it was a small little buck, and Kenzie sat it easilly. She nudged again and this time he stepped forward, but his neck and back were stiff, his entire gait stiff, his head thrown up high in protest. "Sorry boy, I'm just following orders," the girl murmured. She clucked when he tried to stop and the colt flicked his ears back, but eventually picked it up after kissing and clucking and nudging gently. THey worked a little longer, and Mackenzie slid off, still worried about the small stud colt's young bones. She gave him a pat for a job well done and led him down to the barn...
Age: 18
Do you have any expirience?: yes
If so, what?: Has trained and ridden all kinds of horses for her parents
Job applying for: Dressage trainer?
Why Should we hire you?: You should hire me because I'm a hard worker with a good work ethic. I'm a dependable, trustworthy person, and if you tell me to get a job done, I'll get it done. I consider myself to be a fairly good hand with horses in general, and I know and love what I do.
Character's education: Highschool
Sample Post: The girl took in the appearance of the big black colt and gently slipped the bit into his mouth. "There's a boy," she murmured. She looped the reins over her arm and headed up to her parents arena. It would be her last ride her, and she intended to make it count. She checked her girth one last time and sprang nimbly aboard. she sat quiet a moment, not even bothering with her stirrups just yet, sitting an dstroking the horse and getting used to the feel of him. He was rather small compared to what she was used to, but her parents were convinced he was ready for this. She wasn't so sure, but oh well. She wasn't the boss. "If you were my horse, you wouldn't be so far yet, but I personally think you're being over-worked too young." The colt flicked his ears back to listen to her, and the girl leaned down to nudge her toe into the stirrup iron. She gathered her reins and touched her heels ever so gently to his side. The gelding's head flew up and his back arched. "easy boy," the girl murmured, and nudged again. Hes norted and kicked up a bit, but it was a small little buck, and Kenzie sat it easilly. She nudged again and this time he stepped forward, but his neck and back were stiff, his entire gait stiff, his head thrown up high in protest. "Sorry boy, I'm just following orders," the girl murmured. She clucked when he tried to stop and the colt flicked his ears back, but eventually picked it up after kissing and clucking and nudging gently. THey worked a little longer, and Mackenzie slid off, still worried about the small stud colt's young bones. She gave him a pat for a job well done and led him down to the barn...
