Arbetsdag nr. 2!
Even a dark shadow, has its bright moments Part 5 {English}
2014-09-01 | 
15:00:00 | 
This has happened: Emma struggled hard to try to ride Sasha, the unruly Arabian mare. It ended badly as Emma was thrown into the side of the riding ring and hurt her shoulder. She doesn’t know if she dares to trust Sasha again. Emma knows she’s far to wild for her. Then she met Derek, the man who sold her the black mare and she got to know more about Sashas past. She is now working on a plan on how to reach through Sashas wild side and get her to calm down.
It was a new day. I woke up, feeling very dizzy and tried to locate were I was. It was the old room in which I had stayed when I lived with Mrs. Holdsworth after I moved to Jorvik. I had no idea of how I ended up in the bed, but I noticed my shoulder felt almost back to normal again. I sat up in bed and took a look at it; it was bandaged and smelt like mint and grass. I rubbed it for a bit before I got my clothes and started to get dressed.
When I got down to the kitchen, I saw Mrs. Holdsworth sitting with Derek, laughing. The kitchen was fragrant with freshly baked bread and newly brewed coffee. I couldn’t resist from inhaling deeply. I slowly walked in and tried to make my hair behave by brushing my fingers through it.
-"Good morning Emma, did you sleep well?" Derek wondered with a smile. I smiled back at him.
-"I think so, yes. The last thing I remember is us laughing and having a good time. After that, everything went black." I said and sat down at the table and grabbed a scone and some marmalade. I massaged my shoulder again.
-"Oh, it was a nice evening until you suddenly said you didn’t feel well and that you were going to pass out." Mrs. Holdsworth said sternly as she went to get the coffeepot of the old wood burning stove.
Mrs. Holdsworth had a very old-fashioned house. There were almost no modern appliances. She had no TV, only an old radio from the fifties, playing classical music. The music was soothing and always made you feel better, no matter your earlier mood. The kitchen was old and small, but it was enough to fit in a table and four chairs. There is an old wood-burning stove directly to the left as you’re entering the kitchen and it is also the heath-source in the cottage. To the right, you find a larder, a small workbench and a sink. Next to the sink is a door down to the cool cellar; which was being used as a storage area and fridge.
The walls were green with white flowers on and the only new thing in the kitchen was the drapes. They were white and helped create a calm and harmonic atmosphere. Mrs. Holdsworth filled my cup with coffee and the she placed it back on the stove before sitting back down.
-"You should have gone to the doctor with this injury. Did you know it was dislocated and we had to pull it back in place?” I took a zip of coffee and peered at Mrs. Holdsworth from over the side of the mug.
-"I’ll be fine; I’ve dealt with worse things than an injured shoulder." I mumbled and took another bite of the scone.
-"It doesn’t matter if you’ve been through worse. This is the only life you’ll get. You better start taking care of it!" I knew Mrs. Holdsworth meant well and was worried about me. I only nodded my head and continued eating in silence while she and Derek talked about how he’d been. I hardly listened and my thoughts strayed back to Sasha.
Just as I and Derek prepared to ride back home, my cell phone rang. I picked it up and looked at the caller ID. It was Chiara.
-"Yeah, hello? Okay! I’ll be right there; I’m leaving Mrs. Holdsworth now, so I’ll see you soon at the vineyard." I hung up and looked at Mrs. Holdsworth and Derek who looked at me, curios of who had called. -"What?" I asked them.
-"Who was that? A boyfriend maybe?" smiled Derek. My mood soured a bit at the prying question and I turned Danny around and galloped off. I could feel their eyes in my back as I headed past Moorland stables and towards the vineyard.
Chiara met me at the vineyard with a dancing Madness by her side. I smiled as I saw her.
-"Is Madness the only one being put in the paddock?"
-"Yep, after that we can go to the library. All the morning-chores are done so we can have lunch before it’s time for Linns riding-lesson. But we can look up some traning methods for Sasha first."
-"Well, I know a bit more about her now because I met the guy who sold her to me." Chiara Raised an eyebrow and smiled at me.
-"Oh so you spent the night at his house then?" She winked at me and started goofing around, talking about love and birds and bees and what not.
-"It’s nothing like that! It was just a coincidence; he was also invited over to dinner at Mrs. Holdsworth." I grumbled and dismounted Danny. -"I’ll put him in the stall and I’ll be at the library soon. We can have lunch at my room." Chiara waved to me and skipped of down to the paddock with Madness dancing after her as usual.
I felt very lucky Danny showed common sense and behaved nicely.
My room were temptingly fragrant with spaghetti Bolognese and newly brewed strawberry tea as Chiara and I talked about anything and everything while searching the internet to find new tips and tricks to use on Sasha. I also planned on asking Linnea how she’d gotten her Arabian to calm down and if she had anything that might work for us to.
-"But from what I can see, we should start working her from the ground. Get to know her from there before riding her. Because if she has had as many different homes as you say, and none of them knew how to work with her properly, maybe that is why she’s misbehaving." Chiara said as she slurped some tea and watched the screen as I clicked around on things.
-"Hm, you don’t think we should check her tack and se if the problem lies there? Maybe she has a sensitive mouth and back and her tack just don’t fit? Chiara wondered.
-"We should do that first. So we’ll check that, talked to Linnea and start working Sasha dismounted? I think we should lunge her and also try lunging her with double reins so you’ll learn how to handle her energy." I giggled. -"What?"
-"You mean like the thing you and Madness does that doesn’t really seem to work?" Chiara sighed and rolled her eyes.
-"Don’t you drag Madness into this! He is the way he is and he’s not even an Arabian!"
-"No, but he has got the exact same energy as Sasha does and besides, he’s a stallion. You’ve been having problems with him since you got him and you still haven’t fixed him up."
-"As I said, don’t drag him into this. This is about you and Sasha. Not me and Madness. Focus on your own problems instead of mine!" She muttered and slurped a little more of her tea.
-"Do you have to slurp?" it always annoyed me when she did that and wouldn’t drink like a normal person.
-"It tastes better" she said like every other time I asked her not to slurp tea. I rolled my eyes and kept working the internet. I didn’t think we would find anything more useful so I drank my tea, like you should drink it, locking eyes with Chiara
-"This is how you drink tea!" I exclaimed and we both started to laugh as we waited for the lesson to begin.
It was a new day. I woke up, feeling very dizzy and tried to locate were I was. It was the old room in which I had stayed when I lived with Mrs. Holdsworth after I moved to Jorvik. I had no idea of how I ended up in the bed, but I noticed my shoulder felt almost back to normal again. I sat up in bed and took a look at it; it was bandaged and smelt like mint and grass. I rubbed it for a bit before I got my clothes and started to get dressed.
When I got down to the kitchen, I saw Mrs. Holdsworth sitting with Derek, laughing. The kitchen was fragrant with freshly baked bread and newly brewed coffee. I couldn’t resist from inhaling deeply. I slowly walked in and tried to make my hair behave by brushing my fingers through it.
-"Good morning Emma, did you sleep well?" Derek wondered with a smile. I smiled back at him.
-"I think so, yes. The last thing I remember is us laughing and having a good time. After that, everything went black." I said and sat down at the table and grabbed a scone and some marmalade. I massaged my shoulder again.
-"Oh, it was a nice evening until you suddenly said you didn’t feel well and that you were going to pass out." Mrs. Holdsworth said sternly as she went to get the coffeepot of the old wood burning stove.
Mrs. Holdsworth had a very old-fashioned house. There were almost no modern appliances. She had no TV, only an old radio from the fifties, playing classical music. The music was soothing and always made you feel better, no matter your earlier mood. The kitchen was old and small, but it was enough to fit in a table and four chairs. There is an old wood-burning stove directly to the left as you’re entering the kitchen and it is also the heath-source in the cottage. To the right, you find a larder, a small workbench and a sink. Next to the sink is a door down to the cool cellar; which was being used as a storage area and fridge.
The walls were green with white flowers on and the only new thing in the kitchen was the drapes. They were white and helped create a calm and harmonic atmosphere. Mrs. Holdsworth filled my cup with coffee and the she placed it back on the stove before sitting back down.
-"You should have gone to the doctor with this injury. Did you know it was dislocated and we had to pull it back in place?” I took a zip of coffee and peered at Mrs. Holdsworth from over the side of the mug.
-"I’ll be fine; I’ve dealt with worse things than an injured shoulder." I mumbled and took another bite of the scone.
-"It doesn’t matter if you’ve been through worse. This is the only life you’ll get. You better start taking care of it!" I knew Mrs. Holdsworth meant well and was worried about me. I only nodded my head and continued eating in silence while she and Derek talked about how he’d been. I hardly listened and my thoughts strayed back to Sasha.
Just as I and Derek prepared to ride back home, my cell phone rang. I picked it up and looked at the caller ID. It was Chiara.
-"Yeah, hello? Okay! I’ll be right there; I’m leaving Mrs. Holdsworth now, so I’ll see you soon at the vineyard." I hung up and looked at Mrs. Holdsworth and Derek who looked at me, curios of who had called. -"What?" I asked them.
-"Who was that? A boyfriend maybe?" smiled Derek. My mood soured a bit at the prying question and I turned Danny around and galloped off. I could feel their eyes in my back as I headed past Moorland stables and towards the vineyard.
Chiara met me at the vineyard with a dancing Madness by her side. I smiled as I saw her.
-"Is Madness the only one being put in the paddock?"
-"Yep, after that we can go to the library. All the morning-chores are done so we can have lunch before it’s time for Linns riding-lesson. But we can look up some traning methods for Sasha first."
-"Well, I know a bit more about her now because I met the guy who sold her to me." Chiara Raised an eyebrow and smiled at me.
-"Oh so you spent the night at his house then?" She winked at me and started goofing around, talking about love and birds and bees and what not.
-"It’s nothing like that! It was just a coincidence; he was also invited over to dinner at Mrs. Holdsworth." I grumbled and dismounted Danny. -"I’ll put him in the stall and I’ll be at the library soon. We can have lunch at my room." Chiara waved to me and skipped of down to the paddock with Madness dancing after her as usual.
I felt very lucky Danny showed common sense and behaved nicely.
My room were temptingly fragrant with spaghetti Bolognese and newly brewed strawberry tea as Chiara and I talked about anything and everything while searching the internet to find new tips and tricks to use on Sasha. I also planned on asking Linnea how she’d gotten her Arabian to calm down and if she had anything that might work for us to.
-"But from what I can see, we should start working her from the ground. Get to know her from there before riding her. Because if she has had as many different homes as you say, and none of them knew how to work with her properly, maybe that is why she’s misbehaving." Chiara said as she slurped some tea and watched the screen as I clicked around on things.
-"Hm, you don’t think we should check her tack and se if the problem lies there? Maybe she has a sensitive mouth and back and her tack just don’t fit? Chiara wondered.
-"We should do that first. So we’ll check that, talked to Linnea and start working Sasha dismounted? I think we should lunge her and also try lunging her with double reins so you’ll learn how to handle her energy." I giggled. -"What?"
-"You mean like the thing you and Madness does that doesn’t really seem to work?" Chiara sighed and rolled her eyes.
-"Don’t you drag Madness into this! He is the way he is and he’s not even an Arabian!"
-"No, but he has got the exact same energy as Sasha does and besides, he’s a stallion. You’ve been having problems with him since you got him and you still haven’t fixed him up."
-"As I said, don’t drag him into this. This is about you and Sasha. Not me and Madness. Focus on your own problems instead of mine!" She muttered and slurped a little more of her tea.
-"Do you have to slurp?" it always annoyed me when she did that and wouldn’t drink like a normal person.
-"It tastes better" she said like every other time I asked her not to slurp tea. I rolled my eyes and kept working the internet. I didn’t think we would find anything more useful so I drank my tea, like you should drink it, locking eyes with Chiara
-"This is how you drink tea!" I exclaimed and we both started to laugh as we waited for the lesson to begin.
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