10/17/2025
The First 4-H Meeting-
As I stood on the front porch, I nervously clutched my jacket and waited for Grace’s parents to arrive. The sun was just beginning to set, painting the sky in soft pinks and oranges. When the familiar blue station wagon pulled up, Grace waved excitedly from the back seat. I felt my heart flutter a bit with anticipation—tonight was her very first 4-H meeting.
The drive to the VFW hall was filled with chatter. Grace’s parents asked Gail about school and her horse, Pride, while Grace filled her in on what to expect at the meeting. When they arrived, the parking lot was already bustling with families carrying covered dishes and crockpots. The smell of casseroles and baked goods drifted through the open doors.
Inside, the hall was bright and lively. Kids and parents mingled, laughter echoing off the walls. Long tables were covered with food, and a large table at the front was reserved for the kids. Gail followed Grace, feeling a little shy but comforted by her friend’s presence.
Soon Soon, Mrs. Susan Conger, the club leader, called everyone to order. The room quieted as the kids took their seats at the big table. Mrs. Conger smiled warmly and welcomed everyone, then asked the group to stand. Together, they recited The Pledge of Allegiance, hands over hearts, followed by the 4-H Pledge. Gail stumbled over the words but felt proud to be part of something so special.
After the pledges, Mrs. Conger went over club business and upcoming events. Gail listened intently, her nerves slowly fading as she realized how friendly everyone was. Grace leaned over and whispered encouragement, making sure Gail felt included.
The excitement in the room grew when Mrs. Conger announced a special guest speaker. The guest, a tall man in a crisp western shirt, spoke about Drill Teams—groups of riders performing synchronized maneuvers on horseback. He explained that the club hoped to form a drill team to perform at the county fair and in local parades. Next year was the Bicentennial, and there would be at least four parades to ride in.
Gail’s imagination soared. She pictured herself and Grace riding side by side, their horses moving in perfect harmony. They giggled quietly, already dreaming up routines. Even though some of their friends, like Amy and Haley, weren’t at the meeting, they knew they’d want to join too.
As the speaker finished and the meeting drew to a close, Mrs. Conger announced that tryouts would be held soon, with practices twice a week at the fairgrounds for six weeks. Gail’s excitement was tinged with worry—her parents worked long hours and rarely had time for extra activities. Would she be able to join?
Grace seemed to sense Gail’s concern. As they gathered their things, Grace tugged her mom’s sleeve and asked if they could help Gail get to practices, even offering to haul Pride in their trailer if needed. Grace’s mom smiled and nodded, promising to talk to Gail’s parents.
Walking out into the cool night, Gail felt a wave of relief and happiness. She had a friend who cared, a new adventure to look forward to, and maybe—just maybe—a spot on the drill team. The future felt bright and full of possibility.
