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In response to Moms call, he pulled that old stick horse up to the rail, slid out of the saddle, stroked Paint's neck, gave him a cube of sugar, spun on his bootheals and headed in for lunch. Mom could see he was in a pretty down mood, what with his hat tipped to one side, his eyes on the floor and his movements so slow it would take him five minutes to get into the bathroom, wash his hands and return to the table for lunch!
"Well, well, little man and what seems to be the issue with these downturned corners?" Mom asked as she reached out to tweak the sides of Andy's mouth. "Ah Mom, you know, every time I try to get Josh to play, he says he has other things to do, besides riding stick horses around all day!"
"Maybe it's time we thought about what you are asking him to do, huh? Let's see, you are five now and very mature for your age, I might add." Noting the smile sneaking up on Andy's mouth, Mom continued, "Your brother is nine, how often does Josh play with you, Andy? Think about how he lets you help him put together his train set and work the controls, how often does he take you out to the woods and show you how to climb, or collect treasure on the creekbank? What did he tell his friends just yesterday, when they asked him to come out alone to play, do you remember him telling them that he wouldn't play if you were not welcome to come along? I think we had better give credit to Josh for being such a great, big brother, don't you?"
"Yes Mom, but who will play stick horses with me if Josh won't?"
"You know, sometimes in growing up we learn new things that take us from where we are, to where we will be. Do you remember when you weren't so grown up, when you couldn't read at all? Then one day as you watched and listened to Josh reading, you said you wanted to read like Josh? Well, now you have learned many things about reading and you can pronounce many words that you didn't know how to, last week.
In learining how to read, you no longer come to me and ask how to say this word or that, now you figure it out on your own. Listen, before long, you will be saddling Old Blue up and riding all by yourself, out to the creek, for now, you just have to ride behind Josh, as the two of you play.
This is your chance to make a choice to be thankful that Josh gives you rides on Old Blue, saddles him up for you and walks alongside while you ride! See?
Right now, you ride Old Paint, because you aren't permitted to ride Old Blue all alone, but in such a short time you will park Old Paint and run out to the barn and saddle Old Blue up and ride out to find Daddy for supper.
All things change Andy, even riding Old Paint will change for you, just as it did for Josh. You and Josh will ride together, but you will be on Old Blue's back and letting him do the running, while Josh will be riding another of Daddys horses.
There you will be sitting atop your mount and seeing the far off hills and seeing yourself conquering the world at large, just you wait and see.
When we forget to be thankful for what we have, we lose focus on what we can be! You have a brother who loves you, he cares for you even when it is not required of him, he is a great brother you might just want to put your arm around him and thank him for playing with you so often, huh, what do you say?"
"Well, I am happy I will be riding Old Blue by myself real soon, Daddy says as soon as I can lift the saddle up and put it on him by myself, I can ride alone."
Realizing that she had gone way beyond where her little five year old could stay focused, Mom shrugged her mind, sat him down to his lunch, ruffled his hair and moved on to continue her chores, knowing that soon enough Andy would park his stick horse, Paint, and be sitting in the saddle riding Old Blue out across the meadow to the creek to keep up with Josh.
These days of riding Old Paint, were good days for all, Mom would forever remember the mud he tracked onto her newly mopped floor, as he carried Josh, then Andy around the ranchyard and into the kitchen, before either could ride Old Blue.
The memories of a small boy, who wanted so much to be big, would stay in her mind, as she watched him grow to conquer the world and looked back on these days of Old Paint, the trusty stick horse and two mounted men who would stay best friends throughout life.
Cheryl G Burke
http://cherylgburke.com/blog
How Did Horses Become Domesticated?
Trying to pin down the moment at which horse and human history were first entwined is like trying to name the inventor of the wheel. The domesticated horse looms so large in human culture, and casts its shadow from so far back in time, that we may never know much about its origins.
We can say that the horse's first confirmed appearance in human culture is a dramatic one: the still-haunting Paleolithic cave art of 30,000 BCE, of the sort found in places such as Lascaux, France (though the estimated date for Lascaux's paintings is closer to 16,000 years old). But these were wild horses, hunted in all likelihood for meat.
The next clear picture we have - no pun intended - comes from evidence of chariot burials around 2000 BCE, though evidence is mounting to suggest a date slightly further back: in the Eurasian steppes of 4000 BCE.
In that rough, cold, open environment (centered on what is now Ukraine), archaeologists find evidence of the use of bits in the 6000-year-old remains of horse teeth. (Other evidence from this era and area includes the appearance of horse bones in human graves - apparently cowboys weren't the first to insist on being buried with their loyal steeds.)
A bit later in the archaeological record - 2500-2000 BCE, in Hungary - we find remains of horses whose size, as well as the range of physical variation between each other, attest to the likelihood that horse breeding and breaking was already affecting the species' evolution.
By this point in history, evidence of widespread domestication of horses already abounds: breastplate harnesses, an expansion in the horse's geographic area (perhaps suggesting human adoption of the animals), references to horseback writing in ancient Mesopotamian documents, and, less appetizingly, layers of concentrated horse poop (suggesting the presence of corrals, unless ancient wild horses naturally observed the same group-bathroom-use practices as contemporary American women visiting dance clubs).
Though much of this evidence arises over a large area in a small space of time, suggesting a picture of many contemporaneous but unrelated breakthroughs in horse domestication rather than one culture "discovering" the horse's usefulness and teaching this secret to others, it's still possible that one particular culture got there, so to speak, before all others.
It may have been the Botai culture of Kazhakstan (3500-3000 BCE) - their garbage deposits contain a great many more horse bones than do those of any previous known culture, suggesting that they had more success in hunting wild horses for food, which would seemingly require rudimentary transportation technology, such as, well, horses to ride! On the other hand, say some archaeologists, they may have done their hunting on foot.
Another candidate may be the people who inhabited the coastal steppes of Ukraine north of the Danube delta; these folks' graves include beads made of horses' teeth, plus polished stone mace-heads sculpted into the shape of horse heads. (But, as we know already from those gorgeous Lascaux cave paintings, the use of horses as symbols of grace, beauty, power, probably predates their domestication by a healthy distance.)
Finally, there are the Khvalynsk people of the Volga region of present-day Russia, whose graves yield evidence of ritual sacrifices of horses (wild or not?) as long ago as 4800-4400 BCE. (Some even suggest that the Botai learned what they knew from neighboring Khvalynsk.)
Another intriguing scenario: prehistoric horses were once widespread in modern-day North America, but they all died out around 8000-9000 BCE. The modern horse is entirely descended from those ancient pre-horse species who crossed from American to Eurasia before the last Ice Age, and, given that the same environmental stressors thought to have killed off the American horse were also felt, to a lesser extent, in Eurasia, it's possible that horses would have died off there too had they not been domesticated.
An especially ironic possibility, this, especially in light of another, unrelated theory: that the North American horse died as a direct result of humanity's emergence - they were hunted to death. Perhaps humanity took away with one hand and gave with another.
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What do you think the horse stands for in the painting "The Nightmare" by Henry Fuseli?
we were discussing this painting in my 9th grade english class today and our teacher told us that no one really knows what the horse actually stands for. after looking at this picture it made me think about it too and i really want to know what it stands for....so i was just curious what anybody else thought? thanks!
Henry Fuseli’s famous "The Nightmare" painting has been an icon of horror for many years. depicting a woman supine in her boudoir, oppressed by a foul imp while a ferocious-looking horse glares on. This horse is not standing as the symbol of the variety of the horses plowing crops or grazing in the fields. This horse is a war or battle horse. You know, like cavalry, chariots, knights, and jousting horses. That Frenzied movement shows in this horses eyes. If there is a Wild Hunt I bet that this is one of their horses. Yet in this picture this horse is not just a horse, I believe it is a mare. Which if you didn't catch on horse; mare and Nightmare.
Where all the cowboys have gone
"Some people use the word 'cowboy' to describe a rogue cop in New York. But that's not the cowboy I paint," Don Weller writes.
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