The Long, Long Day
I am so hot!
My feet feel like they're burning from the
pavement, and all I wish for
is to run and jump into the river, which is not so very far away from me.
is to run and jump into the river, which is not so very far away from me.
The sun is beating
down on my head, and I am beginning to get a headache but no one seems to
notice or care. I keep trying to tell
them in the only ways that I can that I am not feeling so great in this heat,
but as usual, no one is paying very much attention to me.
I look at the
position of the sun in the sky and realize that this day is only half over – I
have so much longer to go! Once again,
it is time to start walking on the hot pavement, and I can only hope that the
movement will cause a breeze to brush over my body and help to cool me
off.
What helps me to keep
my sanity is that I try to daydream as I go along. Soft, green fields of sweet clover and grass
are beneath my feet, and the blessed shade of a tall oak tree calls to me from
across the field. In celebration of the
moment I run across the field and claim my spot in the shade of the oak
tree.
The cool, sweet water
of a brook is close by and I know that whenever I wish I can take a drink from
the brook. But of course, this is only a
dream and it happens only in my mind.
The thought of that
makes me a little sad.
The noise and smells
that surround me snap me back into attention!
The harsh blair of automobile horns hurts my ears, but I have no way to
escape them. The smells of the city fill
my nostrils and wipe away any trace memories of the beautiful green grass I
dreamt of only a moment ago.
The big wooden thing
that is attached to me by leather straps trundles along behind me, and I'm
beginning to feel a little bit tired.
The two legged creatures that get in and out of the wooden thing are
laughing and seem quite happy. That
cheers me up a little bit, the thought of making other creatures happy.
After all, that is
what I was born into this world to do, to serve. It does feel good I must admit to have a job
to do; but it does make me long once in a while for the beautiful fields and
Meadows of my dreams!
Suddenly, I hear the
command, "Whoa, boy!" and feel
the tug of the reins upon my tender gums, and I know that I must stop -- and so
I do. I know that I will get a brief
chance to rest, something that I look forward to in such heat!
For, all too soon, I
will feel the balance of the wooden thing sway a little bit,
as two new two -legged
creatures climb onto it.
Then, I will hear the command to giddy-up and get
going.
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Such is the life of a
carriage horse in the big city....
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Topic: Write about animals in the big city!
Writer's Group Assignment for December 7, 2012 -