I have a friend named Monty Roberts who owns a horse ranch in San
Ysidro. He has let me use his house to put on fund-raising events to
raise money for youth at risk programs.
The last time I was there
he introduced me by saying, “I want to tell you why I let Jack use my
horse. It all goes back to a story about a young man who was the son of
an itinerant horse trainer who would go from stable to stable, race
track to race track, farm to farm and ranch to ranch, training horses.
As a result, the boy’s high school career was continually interrupted.
When he was a senior, he was asked to write a paper about what he wanted
to be and do when he grew up.
“That night he wrote a seven-page
paper describing his goal of someday owning a horse ranch. He wrote
about his dream in great detail and he even drew a diagram of a 200-acre
ranch, showing the location of all the buildings, the stables and the
track. Then he drew a detailed floor plan for a 4,000-square-foot house
that would sit on a 200-acre dream ranch.
“He put a great deal of
his heart into the project and the next day he handed it in to his
teacher. Two days later he received his paper back. On the front page
was a large red F with a note that read, `See me after class.’
“The boy with the dream went to see the teacher after class and asked, `Why did I receive an F?’
“The
teacher said, `This is an unrealistic dream for a young boy like you.
You have no money. You come from an itinerant family. You have no
resources. Owning a horse ranch requires a lot of money. You have to buy
the land. You have to pay for the original breeding stock and later
you’ll have to pay large stud fees. There’s no way you could ever do
it.’ Then the teacher added, `If you will rewrite this paper with a more
realistic goal, I will reconsider your grade.’
“The boy went home
and thought about it long and hard. He asked his father what he should
do. His father said, `Look, son, you have to make up your own mind on
this. However, I think it is a very important decision for you.’
“Finally, after sitting with it for a week, the boy turned in the same
paper, making no changes at all.
He stated, “You can keep the F and I’ll keep my dream.”
Monty
then turned to the assembled group and said, “I tell you this story
because you are sitting in my 4,000-square-foot house in the middle of
my 200-acre horse ranch. I still have that school paper framed over the
fireplace.” He added, “The best part of the story is that two summers
ago that same schoolteacher brought 30 kids to camp out on my ranch for a
week.” When the teacher was leaving, he said, “Look, Monty, I can tell
you this now. When I was your teacher, I was something of a dream
stealer. During those years I stole a lot of kids’ dreams. Fortunately
you had enough gumption not to give up on yours.”
“Don’t let anyone steal your dreams. Follow your heart, no matter what.”
- Author Unknown
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