Sukh's White Horse
Here We Go! English Course 2 (2021) pg. 42-44
| Sukh's White Horse | |
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| スーホの白い馬 | |
| Details | |
| Word count | 395 |
| Book | Here We Go! |
| Grade | 2 |
| Year | 2021 |
Once upon a time, a poor boy lived in Mongolia. His name was Sukh.
One day, Sukh found a baby white horse. He took great care of the horse. The white horse grew up.
One year, in spring, the ruler was having a horse race. He said, "The winner of the race will marry my daughter."
Sukh wanted to take part in the race with his white horse. He got on his horse and went to the town.
On the day of the race, a lot of people came together. The race began. The horses ran fast. And in the lead ... was the white horse. "The white horse came in first! Who is the winner?" the ruler cried.
But the winner was just a poor boy. When the ruler saw Sukh, he said, "Here is some silver. Leave that white horse here and go home!" But Sukh said, "I won't sell my horse!"
"What! Stupid boy! Men, beat him up!" The men beat and kicked Sukh. The ruler took the white horse away from him.
The ruler was happy. He wanted to show the white horse to many people. One day, he had a party. He tried to ride on the horse. Then it happened.
The white horse leaped up and the ruler fell off him. The white horse ran away. The ruler said, "Quick. Catch him. If you can't catch him, shoot him!"
His men shot arrows at the white horse, but the white horse kept on running.
That night, when Sukh was in bed, there came a sound from outside. He leaped up and ran out. He found his white horse there. The horse was injured.
"White horse, my dear white horse, please don't die!" Sukh tried to help his horse, but the horse was too tired. The next day, he died.
Sukh could not sleep for many nights. Then, when finally he slept one night, he dreamed of the white horse. The horse said to Sukh, "Don't be sad. Please make a musical instrument out of my bones and hair. If you make it, I can always be with you."
Sukh made the musical instrument, the horsehead rebec.
After that, Sukh always took the horsehead rebec with him. When he played it, he felt that his white horse was with him. That sound moved the hearts of all the people of Mongolia.
