She wants a limerick about you now. Well I am not good at this since it is so very much an English assignment. So write one about yourself for me please.
But now I will tell about something else that happened in my life.
Here is another story from my life stories collection that I am writing.
Riding Old Chief
One time as a young boy I wanted to ride a horse all by myself. So my father saddled up our most faithful and gentle horse named “Old Chief”. He then led us out into the field near where he was working on building a chicken coop and would be handy in the event of something happening to me while on the horse. I was given the reins and recall that Old Chief just walked around in a big circle. He must have been going in a circle because I was holding the reins with one side short. Anyway I don’t remember if I wanted Chief to trot or if wanted to but either way he did and then slowly ran faster and faster but still in a circle. Of course by then my desire to ride by myself was gone but my Dad must have just been enjoying it or too busy to worry about it for a few minutes. However he finally did start to worry about it and came running over to Old Chief who obediently slowed to a walk and stopped. I continued to ride horses for years even though more dangerous rides were yet to be experienced years later.
