Notes

Misty was a small horse. In fact, she was the smallest horse on the farm. Misty was a cheerful horse. She loves to jump, play, and run and have fun with her owner. She loved to eat fresh hay and wet grass. One day a black big horse made fun of Misty. "Ha, Ha! You are so small. You look like a baby! Misty was not a baby, and she would not grow any bigger. Misty was very sad she did not jump up and down or play like she did. "I just want to big and strong like the other horses," Misty told her mom. "Cheer up!" said her mom. She did not want Misty to be sad. " You are a very strong and beautiful white horse!" When it was nighttime, Misty and her mom trotted to the barn all the horses sleep in. The next day Misty went to the meadow to go jump and play and run. When she took a break from jumping, she spotted a black horse. She walked a bit closer and heard crying. "Hello?" Misty said. "Oh, um hi." said the horse while he stood up. "Woah you are little too?!" said Misty. "Yea. Everyone calls me a baby and small." said the horse. " I'm sorry to hear that. Everyone calls me a baby too." said Misty. "I'm sorry, my name is Boston. "Thats a nice name, my name is Misty and nice to meet you!" said Misty. "Wanna be friends?" asked Boston. "Yes!" said Misty. Misty took Boston back to her farm. "This is nice!" said Boston. "Yep, this is where me and my mom sleep and take shelter when it rains." said Misty. When it was nighttime Misty, Boston and her mom went to bed in the soft hay. "What was the lesson you learned?" said Siennah. (The writer of the story) "I learned that you should never make fun of anyone no matter who they are. "Good Job!"