I felt as if I were flying low at about seventy miles per hour.............
We were treated to a rare sight at the end of school today. A horse had escaped from the local horse farm down the road, and chose the front yard of the school to stop, eat some grass, and reconnoitre his decision-making. We lead our students to the buses calmly, so as not to spook the horse, and... Sign in to see full entry.