Excerpt

When I was a foal, my mother would sometimes ask me to jump a tree stump in the field. She said it would help me to develop agility for racing. I could never clear the stump. I would charge at it and either trip or jump and knock my back legs. Even with this fresh in my mind, I wanted to put my heart into something and succeed.

 

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