“It would be wonderful if you could. This village needs to improve our school which right now is held outside and taught by one of the village elders. We have people who are capable of breaking the wild horses but catching them is another matter. They are smart and fast.” Hubert said, then he walked over to the window which faced the pasture and gazed out at the herd. “Yes, yes, yes. If we could get a few of those wild horses, we could break them. They would bring a pretty penny at auction. We might even have enough left over after building a school to hire a real teacher. Dare I even say; real books? It just seems far too out of reach.” “Never hurts to hope.” Anna replied. She finished her food and went outside to talk with Splash. The two of them walked to a spot where they could look at the herd of wild horses. “We’re going to catch a few of those horses, Splash. I just need to figure out how we’re going to do it?” Splash slipped away while Anna continued talking about the many ways she had thought up to catch the wild horses. There was a rope that hung on a peg along the side wall of Hubert’s house, along with several other assorted tools which were either leaning against the wall or hanging up. Splash maneuvered the rope off the peg so that it fell over onto his head. Then he hurried back to the spot where Anna was still talking away. “Another idea I have is that maybe you could just talk to them and see if they would want to be caught? What’s your thoughts on the matter Splash?” Anna turned to see his reaction and that is when she spotted the rope. “Hey, good idea. We wouldn’t even need a corral to do it that way. You’re so smart Splash! We can fly up above them and drop the rope down around their neck before they even know we’re there. It’s genius! Except for one thing. Once we get the rope around their neck, how are we going to get them to not pull us all around the pasture? I will have to think on it for a while.” They sat there as the morning was chased away by the high-noon sun still without a complete solution to their problem. One of Hubert’s children, a little boy, had the answer. He went walking past them while pulling his sled. Since it wasn’t winter time there was no snow which caused the runners on the sled to cut into the ground. “Wow that really bites into the ground. I bet it could be a great tool for working the ground for planting. I mean if you had a bunch of them and they were dragged across the ground enough times. Are you thinking what I am thinking Splash?” Anna asked. next page |  |