It was a peaceful and a calm morning. My family and I were visiting Mexico where my parents grew up.
It was a peaceful morning with birds chirping and you could hear the roosters calling out and the smell of the morning breeze.
Slow down your going to fast!
My cousins and I asked our cousin Diego if we could borrow his horse and ride it. He agreed and got all of the equipment. The horse was brown and had darker brown for hair.
We all took turns riding the horse we took a small path leading to a small green snack store. The ride was very bumpy with all the rocks and the poorly made cement. The wind blowing onto your face while riding down the path.
It was my brothers turn and he got on one foot at a time and leaped onto the leather seat. He waved the reins back and forth and the horse started to move. He kicks the horse and it begins to gallop.
Pull the reins!
Marco pulls the reins and accidently lets go and tries again the horse begins to slow down. My cousins and I run to the horse almost tripping over our feet. The look on Marco's face was priceless he had a face of fear. Then he tells us how he wanted to do that again. We laugh it off and begin to walk to our grandmas house. I learned to not always believe what you see and not be so gullible.