POST by RENZ: Riding Miss Crazy

One day we went out for a ride on the horses just around the community. The people that went with us were Francesca, Sezni, Yader (the Centre's gardener/ more or less brother jaja) Grace (my best friend living here in Nicaragua. She is twelve years old and is freakishly tall. She is a red head and has a bunch of freckles scattered over her cheeks.) and last but not least I went too.

(If this is the first time that you are reading about this, we have five horses and one of them is pregnant just so you know.) Grace went on Mexico, a medium sized, brown coloured horse. He is quite obedient and is more or less bravo. Bravo means that someone is like always kicking or biting so Mexico doesn't do those things a lot.

I went on Oreo. She is small and VERY stubborn. Her coat is like a mix. It is black with white blur type things all over her. She hardly ever listens to the directions that you give to her. The good thing about her is that she is not rough. For example, she doesn't kick or bite. She only does that to other horses, not to human beings.

Francesca rode on Cadburys. Cadburys is the opposite of Oreo. She is obedient but sometimes she can get a bit mean. I think that she is like that because she is pregnant and is going to have it soon because her belly is big and Yader says that she will probably have it within days. Now because of that, we can't go so fast when we are on her. Her coat is Cadbury coloured (sort of) and that is why we called her Cadburys.

Yader went on Cookie. Cookie is a white with black freckles and is the biggest horse that we have. He is bravo and not so obedient, stubborn, and doesn't like getting hit and that is hard for Yader because when a horse doesn't obey him, he automatically hits it. So when Yader hits him, he becomes even more disobedient.

So we were riding with the horses down the dirt road which is considered a street. Everyone in my community knows each other and lives so close to each other and Yader lives at the end of the dirt road near our house, and after his house there is a hill. First you go down and then you go up and Cookie doesn't like going down or up hills at all.

At the same time whilst we were going down three other horses and carts were going up the same hill. Their carts were full with fire wood and they have to make their horses go fast. Mexico went crazy and started bucking and kicking, doing strange things.

 Grace was trying to control him but she couldn't. luckily a man at the bottom stopped Mexico and grace got off. She was freaked out and had scrapes all over her legs. Grace and I didn't dare to get back on the horses, we walked on the way home leading the horses behind us.