Post by Danica Gordon on Jul 11, 2011 23:12:14 GMT -5
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Danica Gordon
xX-NickName-Xx
Danny
xX-Age(Approx)-Xx
30’s
xX-Gender-Xx
Female
xX-Occupation-Xx
Ex- Jockey looking for a Job as a groom or trainer
xX-Discipline-Xx
Western, English, racing
xX-Hair Colour-Xx
Natruly Red but but when she was raceing the colors vaired from Black Blond to Brown
xX-Eye Colour-Xx
green
xX-Skin Colour-Xx
white
xX-Heritage-Xx
Born in Kentucky Danny’s parents died and she was left in foster care until she was old enough to leave the many foster homes she had been in
xX-Home-Xx
Unable to afford to afford an apartment she lives out of her old camper
xX-Animals?-Xx
A border Collie named Mud-Lark
xX-Personality-Xx
Young and hard headed but gentle with animals. Keeps to her self and only speaks to friends about her accident
xX-Brief History-Xx
As a female Jockey the young woman was discriminated against from the start. Despite that she managed to make a name for her self at a Belmont Park racing world class horses until a horse paralyzed her when it rolled on her in the starting gate. The doctors said she would never walk again yet she managed to though she did with a slight limp and must walk with a walking stick to keep her balance.
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Danny looked longingly at the horse racing down the track. That had been her two years ago. Racing down the track on horses that wanted to please you. Now she was one of the many onlookers. It was not really fair that she could no longer race. That was all she knew she could groom but the walking stick she had to use for balance would make it hard to groom any high strung animals. She would train but no one had wanted some young girl training their horses. One had one as far as to say girls couldn’t train, that it was two much of a strategy game. She had shaken her head and left discouraged. But at this track here in the small town of Hudson; there where several women who where obviously training the horses. She liked this place already.
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Danica Gordon
xX-NickName-Xx
Danny
xX-Age(Approx)-Xx
30’s
xX-Gender-Xx
Female
xX-Occupation-Xx
Ex- Jockey looking for a Job as a groom or trainer
xX-Discipline-Xx
Western, English, racing
xX-Hair Colour-Xx
Natruly Red but but when she was raceing the colors vaired from Black Blond to Brown
xX-Eye Colour-Xx
green
xX-Skin Colour-Xx
white
xX-Heritage-Xx
Born in Kentucky Danny’s parents died and she was left in foster care until she was old enough to leave the many foster homes she had been in
xX-Home-Xx
Unable to afford to afford an apartment she lives out of her old camper
xX-Animals?-Xx
A border Collie named Mud-Lark
xX-Personality-Xx
Young and hard headed but gentle with animals. Keeps to her self and only speaks to friends about her accident
xX-Brief History-Xx
As a female Jockey the young woman was discriminated against from the start. Despite that she managed to make a name for her self at a Belmont Park racing world class horses until a horse paralyzed her when it rolled on her in the starting gate. The doctors said she would never walk again yet she managed to though she did with a slight limp and must walk with a walking stick to keep her balance.
xX-Preview Post-Xx
Danny looked longingly at the horse racing down the track. That had been her two years ago. Racing down the track on horses that wanted to please you. Now she was one of the many onlookers. It was not really fair that she could no longer race. That was all she knew she could groom but the walking stick she had to use for balance would make it hard to groom any high strung animals. She would train but no one had wanted some young girl training their horses. One had one as far as to say girls couldn’t train, that it was two much of a strategy game. She had shaken her head and left discouraged. But at this track here in the small town of Hudson; there where several women who where obviously training the horses. She liked this place already.
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