Great Galloping Grandpas!

When I was young, I didn’t have a father, so my grandpa ended up filling that role. My grandpa had a very “sink or swim” attitude to teaching me things. The biggest example is when he taught me to ride horses when I was seven.

Grandpa plops me in the saddle, hands me the reins, and sticks my feet in the stirrups.

Grandpa: “Pull this one to go left.” *Tugs the left rein* “Pull this one to go right.” *Tugs the right rein* “Pull both to stop. Kick him to go. Got it?”

Me: “Got it.”

Grandpa: “Good.”

He takes his hat off, swats the pony’s hindquarters, and yells after the now galloping pony.

Grandpa: “Figure out the rest on your own!”