I was always bullied by the other boys for my passion for horses. They always said "a horse cannot kick to a ball. What is a horse compared to football, why spending time on horses, when you can spend time on soccer. Go take some horse pictures instead, wierdo" and so i couldn't play with them, but i didn't care that much though. When i got off school I always went to the horse farm, to take care of my pony (Bernard), and make up some pony games.
It was me who had the honor to name Bernard. It took me a while to find the most suitable horse name, for my new pony. I really loved that fellow. And every day i went to the barns to do horse training with him, even though he still was a pony.
A few months after i turned 13, we had to move because my dad got a new job, far away from my hometown. I was devestated to leave Bernhard behind, but the only thing my dad could say was "It is just an horse, Alex. Get over it. There are a horse farm in the new city, you can start up there, with a new horse." So I did. And that was when I started to getting interested in horse racing. My second horse (Bertram) became fastly my new dream horse. The new horse farm i joined was much bigger and the knew all about horses. It was like I just arrived to horseworld.
Soon Bernard was forgotten and was overjoyed with my new passion of horse racing.
I still ride horses once in a while, nowadays, and still often go watching horse racings. Furthermore i still keep updating and commenting on several horse forum, or more like horse gossip forum:)
Recently i found The Horse Forum called Bazoom (http://horses.bazoom.com/uk/), with horse gallery, horse breeding, horse eventing, horse facts, horse photos,... Simply everything a horse lover like me needs, even though time and grown up life make it hard to keep following your passion.
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