being afraid. She stopped biting and kicking people. She became a happy horse. One day, Ginger and I carried some boys and girls on our backs. We liked doing this, and we were very happy. One day, Mr. Gordon and John had to go on a long journey. I pulled the coach for them. The weather was bad. There was a lot of rain. Mr. Gordon and John could not see well in the rain. We came to a bridge. I stopped. "Something is wrong," I thought. I did not want to o on to the bridge. tradus în romana​