Cow Attack

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
About a girl who helps her grandpa work cows, but gets attacked by one that day. She has to fight for her life, if she just stays focused.

Submitted: December 08, 2012

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Submitted: December 08, 2012



Cow Attack

By: Leah Hammer


You think nothing bad will ever happen to you, but that’s not always true. Life can flash before your eyes, and once your life is at stake, that’s when you realize bad things can happen.

It started out as an just an ordinary day. I came home from school tired and worn-out, but decided to go for a walk and maybe feel better. I told Mama that I was going out to the barn. While I was walking, I noticed that my grandpa’s and my older brother Seth’s trucks were at the barn. I decided that I would look for them and see what they were doing.

When I found them they were working cows, so I decided to help. In desperate need of money and working on the farm all my life, I thought it would be a good thing to help my grandpa work and earn a little extra cash. Not once did it ever enter my mind that this could be the last day I could do anything again.

While we were working Seth put some baby calves in the head shoot. My grandpa told me to go around and punch one of the calves so it would turn around and he could give it a shot. When I went to the other side of the shoot, I noticed that a mama cow was heading over to where we were working. I didn’t have a stick to shake at her and turn her around so I put my hand out to stop her. That sure didn’t work, because before I knew it she had butted her head up against my face and thrown me against the barn wall. This is when my world turned upside down, literally.

The next thing I remember was lots of blood and cow manure covering my body, as the cow was trying her best to stomp me into the barn floor. I had never felt such so excruciating pain in my life. Screaming and trying to fight back, my head was constantly being beaten against the wall and then suddenly the cow was standing on top of me.

My grandpa, who had been standing next to me, started beating the cow with a 2x4, so that I could get away. She turned toward him as he kept hitting her on the back, but she then quickly returned to me.

Then all of a sudden she stopped and returned with the other cows like nothing had ever happened. I jumped up and ran to my grandpa totally scared to death. My brother ran to get his truck and take me home. On the way home we met my daddy, who Mama had sent out to find me, since I had been gone for so long.

When we got near the house, we saw my mama outside. Seth started driving across the front yard, honking the horn over and over, while screaming out the window, “She’s hurt!” Mama ran toward the truck. As soon as she saw me, she said that we had to go to the hospital. I kept begging them to let me take a shower and wash all the cow manure off first, but they wouldn’t agree.

My visit to the emergency room was long and painful. After many pokes, x-rays, and questions, I discovered that I had a sprang leg, a black eye, a broken nose, and numerous cuts, gashes, bruises, and colors all over my body. Everyone kept telling me how lucky I was and how much worse it could have been, but I already knew that. All the love and kindness that was shown to me during my recovery made me realize just how precious my life was.  Sometimes I wonder why this happened to me. My grandpa’s cow had never acted that way before. All I know for certain is that you are not guaranteed tomorrow and that I must live my life in a way that makes me, my family, and God proud.


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