Sadend horse lover
by Horse Lover
(portland oregon)
I am only 13 years old. I am in 8th grade, and every year the 8th graders do a big project that lasts the whole year. I chose horse slaughter because horses are very near and dear to my heart.
I have a horse named sally that I board at a local horse ranch. I am terribly afraid for her, even though I know that she is very safe. I have learned a lot about horse slaughter, and the more I have learned, the sadder I feel.
I just can't believe that some people would think that animals are worse then humans, and should not be treated like humans. I think in some cases, animals are better than humans. Now that I think about it, animals are always better then humans.
Animals do not murder there own kind for no reason. Animals may accidentally kill each other during mating, or fighting over a female, but they do not buy a gun, drive to a school, and open fire. Animals do not abuse other animals. Animals do not betray other animals.
Animals do not get the recognition they deserve. True, the conditions that some animals like are not the conditions a human should ever live in, but that is different. A human can not live in a cave and sleep upside down like a bat. They should not live in an open pasture. But horses can. That is no reason to treat them like they are inferior.
You should be asking yourself, "when did humans become animals?" The world does not like human presence. We leave scars that will never be healed in our wonderful planet. Do animals build cars and streets and buildings that cause global warming? I think not. Do they ruin our world? Again, no. But we ruin there's. At every turn we abuse or neglect theses wonderful creatures.
Small children are brought up to try and kill spiders and fly's. Just the other day, a 6th grader at my school tried to kill the small fruit fly that was buzzing around his table. At lunch my sworn enemy, who I will not mention by name, tried to smash a spider. I stopped both of these people, but only that time. What happens next time, when I am not there?
"How many deaths will it take till he knows, that to many people have died? The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind. The answer is blowing in the wind."
-peter paul and mary