Day I Didn't Go Home.

When I was about eleven years old, I didn't go from school home. By then we lived in apartment complex within 5 minutes by car from my grandparents. I took the bus and I went to them instead. My grandfather was about to leave and when he did I was thinking what should I do. I was never bored there. I always had plenty of ideas.

In fall we used to pick up the apples, pears for horses and cows. In summer we took wagon with horse and went to cut the grass to grandparent's neighbours and friends. Than we had to wait couple of days until grass was dry and again we took wagon with horse and went to pick it up. We had to make sure that we had plenty of hay for the winter to feed the animals.

So, back to that day I went from school to my grandparents. After grandfather left I went to the stable. There were couple of big horses and one cow. I thought that it might be a good idea to take one of the horses to nearby field and let him a run little while. These were big horses used for hard work on fields. I put a leash on him and led him out. We got on field all right and I free the horse. He ran for couple of minutes but then he turn around and started to gallop towards me. He stop just soon enough but he was standing on my foot. Then he turn and ran home. I was slowly limping after him. So it was not a good idea after all!

I ended up at doctor's office and couldn't go to school for 2 weeks.