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My earliest memories were in a little barn with my mother. It 

seems to be too cold to go outside in the British country. I was just 

a week old when that winter storm went by, boy my mother and 

my owner’s were concerned about me. Eric was the teenage boy 

that would come and put blanks on my little body and care for me. 

  Eric the boy would always tell me how beautiful and powerful I am 

when, he sat down with me in the stable.  

“You are a week old and I still don’t know what to call you.” Eric said 

putting his hand on my head. 

“You are a dark beautiful bay, and you have mostly thoroughbred in 

you, but it seems like you have some type of draft horse in you. You 

are going to be the best knight horse in the British Army, you crazy 

little colt.”

Finally the storm passed, and Eric led me and my mother out of the 

barn into a white, shining world. The yard was filled with trees, and 

iced cover ponds, and hills to jump down from. Eric let go of me to be 

on my own with my mother. I looked around as I trotted in the deeper 

snow, I became excited and wanted to run and play. So I did! 

“Okay little colt, time to feed you some warm food.” Eric told me as he 

guided me back in the stable to eat hot feed. I was pretty happy about 

the hot feed in the budget. 

“Little guy I think I have the perfect name for you. Do you want to 

hear it?” Eric asked me. 

I neighed to him as I placed my noise out of the feed budget. 

“Warrior. Like the sound of that don’t you. Well, I better get inside, 

bye Warrior. “Eric explained 

 Two years have passed so quickly, and Eric has been training me how 

to pull a cart, ride, have a saddle on, and so much more. I was a little 

scared about the saddle going on my back the first time, but I didn’t 

react too scarily toward Eric. I was becoming stronger and taller every 

day, because Eric was working with me. Eric kept talking to me about 

becoming a Knight for the British Army. I was not quite sure what Eric 

was talking about, but soon Eric is going to take me to some 

fairground, this weekend to see other horses. It’s Friday night and the 

weekend is coming closer to see that fairground. 

“Warrior are you ready to go to the fairgrounds?” Eric said excitedly.  

“We are going to have a really fun time there. We might be able to do 

some activity down there, but you are still a young horse for most of 

this stuff Warrior. I know you will love what the horses do in these 

races and fighting Knights and jousting.  

Eric started grabbing brushes and his English saddle closer to me. The 

morning has not even shown itself in the sky this morning.   I am 

pretty sure that Eric wanted to get up very early because the trip will 

be awhile. 

“Warrior I am just about to get that saddle on you, the trip is about 

twenty to twenty five miles which is long. That is why I am putting a 

lighter saddle on today, but I still have my supplies in my backpack. I 

won’t ride you the whole time Warrior, because you are only three 

years old.” Eric explained to me. 

Eric walked toward the saddle and swung the saddle on my back has 

gently as he could, and before I knew it we were walking out of the 

barn.   I looked back to my mother in the stable; she didn’t seem to 

mind that I was leaving her for the day. Plus my mother will have 

someone to care for her for the weekend. 

Eric jumped on my back and we started to go on our great adventure 

together. 

It was getting close to morning because the sun started to show 

through the mountains. Eric and I were getting closer to the town that 

Eric works in. The place was mainly empty but there were some 

horses tied up to the post outside the feed store. 

“Hang on Warrior, I need to get some feed for you for the trip.” Eric 

explained getting off my back. 

“Don’t be sad crazy; I wanted to get the best feed for you for the trip. 

I’ll be right back. “

  Eric walked in the store, didn’t even bother to tie me up on the pull, 

like the other horses; because he knew that I would stay anyway.   I 

looked at the other horses, one of them looked sad and weakened by 

something, and the other one looked a little happier, but still sad. They 

both looked at me, wondering why I was not running away. When Eric 

came out of the feed store both horses understood that I was well 

cared for horse, unlike them. 

“All right Warrior let’s get a move on.”

We were back on the road again, but this time I wanted Eric to let me 

trot a little. So I started to trot a little bit, and Eric didn’t seem to 

mind it. The sun finally came out of the ground and heated my cold 

body as we walked on the rocky road. Since the sun was out, Eric and 

I were able to see miles and miles away from us. Plus we saw other 

horses going the same direction. 

“Warrior we are in the town that is doing the fairgrounds.” Eric 

explained to me as we walked together. 

So many people and horses all around us, I became a little frighten 

from the weird noises, and different people walking all around me. Eric 

finally decided that getting on me was a better idea, so that we both 

could get out of the mob quicker.  

Eric and I walked closer to a place where Eric could sleep for the night, 

and a place where I could stay. The crowed was lower because 

everyone was going to the Knight show, which Eric and I will see 

shortly after he gets settled. 

I looked all around me, while I was waiting for Eric. Big, tall horses 

walked passed me with knight armor on them. They both looked so 

hero like with the armor on. The riders had armor and a huge stick 

that was carried in the arm of the rider. I was not sure what the armor 

and the stick was for, but the horses and the riders looked really 

amazing. 

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