The time I had to use perseverance was when I started riding my grandfather’s new pony Izzy ,a wee chestnut mare.She was a little sacred of us,so Al and I had to be careful when we went near her .Evidently she started to trust me and allowing me to sit on her back before running of to the other horses.

Soon Al saddled her up and I hopped on her back it took a minute for her to get used to my weight on her back and then she started to walk but she won’t  listen to my commands so I had to keep trying by leading her through the