I was very small, I don’t remember everything. I remember a big field of green grass. There were a few trees in it, and on hot days my mother stood under a tree and I drank her milk. Later I began to eat the grass.
There were some other young horses in the field. We played and ran round and round the field. We jumped about, or we went down on our backs on the grass and kicked our legs happily in the air. We were glad to be alive.
My mother went to work every day. She came back in the e ...