My grandparents owned a farm and a great deal of land, part of which was a gravel pit, full of Sand. This is where but we don’t have my story takes place. One day, I was riding a horse and showing off a bit by constantly galloping faster. until we reached the sand. The horse first of all wanted to turn back and head for the barn, but I had gotten it this far there was no turning back.
My brothers laughed at me all the while I tried to maneuver the hose down the embankment. I did manage, but it was terrifying. If you have never ridden a horse down an embankment let alone a sandy one where the horse doesn’t have sure footing, It is not easy. But just as I reached the bottom We found an angry badger who had built its home in the hillside.
So, we returned home with a great story to tell anyone who would listen.
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