Read Black Beauty

  I was a horse! Not once, but many times-as I often read 'Black Beauty', and that was often. And what a horse Black Beauty was! What a horse I am when I become him, and what a horse you will become when you do too.
  I love this peek into the past. Black Beauty sets you down in the nineteenth-century England, during 'The Age of The Horse'.
  He is beautiful and playful. He loves a good gallop and a roll on meadow grass. He is sweet, extrordinarily intelligent, and above all, observant. He has opinions about everything-everything horsy and many things human. The first time a bit was put into his mouth he tells us how it feels-cold, hard and nasty! He tells us how he likes to be cleaned-gently, with attention paid to the ticklish spots and tender places. He tells us the life of a London cabby.We find out what it is like to have a groom who can't be bothered to clean out your stall, or by one who is stealing your oats.
  I became a horse. Now it's your turn. Go ahead. Become Black Beauty.