What Is The Word Large?

The word ‘large’ is a very arbitrary term, defined generally as ‘of considerable or relatively great size, extent, or capacity’. I grew up on a very large farm in the presence of a large variety of animals. Madras was large in all the ways a horse can be: in literal size yes, but also in passion, personality, skill, and heart. He was beautiful. However, he was also the kind of large that makes an awful deafening boom when he hits the ground. The kind of large in the sense of volume when girls scream watching the fall. The kind of large hole left in ones heart when the whole thing is over. He died large too; large wide eyes, large flared nostrils.
I hated Joseph Case Junior High School with a passion like nothing else. I hated the people, the teachers, and the classes. I spent a large majority of my day there, but it was the time I cared about the least. Everyday I would get in trouble and be so frustrated by the end of the day that I would get into my mother's car and cry. There was nothing for me here, no good classes, no choices, no engaging
They meant nothing but being at the farm sunrise to sunset. It was these hours that I got the greatest exposure to the full workings of a farm. Weekday afternoons show feeding and night care, but the full day gives the full experience. Machinery, training, everything. Never any sleepovers, but who needed those when you could rise early with the roosters? It became my whole world fast, arguably too fast, but my young heart felt incapable of burning out. I had unlimited energy, passion, and admiration for the small herd of horses I was in charge off. They taught me an incredible amount of responsibility, commitment, and gave me an unfathomable work ethic. There is a permanent connection to the first things I ever truly loved: Annie, Sonny, Timmy, Krusty, and Madras. Although they taught me wonderful things, they were also the ones who took on the job of teaching me loss, pain, and