When I was little I rode a horse.  My mother was there and when she turned away for a second the horse started to run away!  After 14 minutes of running after the horse, they finally caught her.  But I wasn't on her!  I had climbed off.  (And my mother began to cry for some reason.) And then my brother's horse began to take off...and that is what he ended up doing that day.

Aedin, age 9