BATH Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily
The grass danced in the gentle breeze. I could see a large area of undulating land before me - dotted with jumps; an upturned bath, tires on a pole, a trakehner, a log pile. I rode around with my friends on their chestnut ponies whose orange coats shone in the sun. I formed many memories both good and bad. What I noticed about my bad memories was that even though I fell off I would get back on and keep trying. This was how I became a fighter. I felt the fear that coursed through my body and ignored it. I went from trotting around clumsily to soaring through the air, this time without parting ways with my pony.
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