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By
Maimoonah
Thadhani
Our Bay Gelding
Chapter One
The fair
“Mother, may we all go to Walton’s fair tonight?” The
fair-haired, light-skinned little girl spoke clearly. The teacher was her
mother, and it was her second day at school.
“Well, Carlotta, only if you
get 2 As in Arithmetic and English, then the whole class can go to Walton’s
fair.” “Thank you!” shouted Nora and the whole class.
Carlotta and the rest of the class passed lots of As and
were thrilled to go that night to Walton in a couch. The driver smiled to see
how excited they were. “Most likely you’ll see a great picture of Fury, the
lovely wild bay gelding”.
“What’s a bay gelding?” asked Pam, Carlotta’s best friend.
“A bay gelding is a lovely horse,” answered the driver.
“You’ll get information
of him. Nobody’s been close enough to see if he’s a girl or boy, in my opinion,
he’s a boy.”
“I think he’s a girl,” said Carlotta. “Fury’s a good name
for him,” said the driver. “He is so FURIOUS!”
They all laughed.
They got to the fair at last, and saw the photo of Fury, the Wild horse of Kandy! One
photo showed Fury somehow caught but another photo showed her galloping free.
They saw four photos of Fury and one showed where she lived.
They saw lots of funny things at the fair. “I love the
photos of Fury.” said Carlotta happily. “We all got a copy,” said Pam. “I
know!” replied Carlotta.
Chapter Two
News of… FURY!
The next day, a strange and wild horse appeared in a Kandy
town.
It sniffed about, and then walked out. But a hunter, on
seeing it, tried to shoot his gun to shoot the horse.
But with unmistakable speed it raced out of town and went
into Carlotta’s town.
She was eating a piece of carrot at that time, and
without thinking held out the piece to the strange horse.
It immediately went to her without fear and Carlotta suddenly
realized who the horse was.
FURY!
Yes, it was no other than Fury the Wild horse of Kandy. By
feeding Fury, the horse suddenly became tame. The town vet came, but Fury
reared up, eye-rolling and flaming.
She
struck down and tossed her head hard. The vet showed a piece of carrot to her,
but Fury, living up to her name, grabbed it and tossed it into the bin.
Every one gasped as Carlotta showed her another piece of
carrot. The horse simply took it and ate it. Her mane lay wild and beautiful,
tossed in the air.
“I see a lovely black spot in each of her ears,” said
Carlotta. “Then that means Fury is a girl!” said the vet, amazed.
“I’ll take her into my stable for the night,” said the vet. But
Fury wouldn’t budge. So Carlotta tried to take her in, and succeeded! She
locked the door firmly and went home.
That night, Carlotta heard a loud whinny coming from the
stable door.
Chapter three
A night with Fury herself
She dressed and went
in the stable. She put Fury out, and went back to her house. But this time, a
soft knocking at the door awoke her, and crossly she opened the door. There
stood Fury, living up to her name, looking absolutely FURIOUS!
“Okay, ok, I shall not leave you like that, Fury,” said
Carlotta, “I’ll try to ride you next.”
She climbed up on Fury’s back and Fury, wild now, cantered
off. She galloped many miles, and it was dawn when she got back.
Her parents met coming back, and at once there was a perfect
chorus in the air. “Oh, why did you have to ride a horse, FURY last
of all?”
“FURY is dangerous! Don’t ride her!”
“Somebody kill it!”
“HELP, the HORSE!”
This last was from the town vet.
Carlotta answered all this.
“I rode Fury because I wanted to try her out, and she is
good.”
“Is Fury really dangerous?”
“Kill who?”
“Who will help and why? And WHAT horse?”
Then she said, “I would like to participate in the Welford
Horse Race, Father.”
“Well, Carlotta, err- yes, but you are not to have Fury.”
said Father slowly.
“She might throw you off her back. And if she breaks loose
and comes, you can have her to ride, but you must use a saddle and bridle.”
“Ok.” replied Carlotta mournfully. Then she had an idea. She
went to the stables, got Fury, where she had left her, and started teaching her
a trick.
It soon worked, and Fury was seen everywhere.
On the day of
the race, Fury was put into the stall, and when they had gone, she put her head
over the loose box, and grabbed the catch with her teeth. She pulled it open,
and following the tire marks, she soon got to the race place.
Chapter four
The race
Carlotta saw her at the race; the loudspeaker was going
loudly there was no time to waste. Carlotta jumped on to Fury’s back and
galloped off just as the signal to go sounded!
Fury galloped the fastest, but she slowed down.
Then on and
on they went, soon it came to the desert, and all the horses raced over the hot
stretch of sand. Fury was running first, and passed the finish line happily.
She won first place in the race, a real silver cup, which
they sold when they got home. The horse was a prize herself so they kept her. How
happy Carlotta was!
THE END
Fury!
السلام عليكم
MAIMOONAH
3 comments:
Masha Allah, Its a nice story!
thank you.
I'm writing a new Fury story.
It's called "Fury at Smuggle Stable"
MAIMOONAH
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