The Power of Love

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If you like horses and are sensitive then i think you will enjoy this story!

Submitted: November 27, 2010

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THE POWER of LOVE <3
(The Plough)
This is a happy farm house and the family that live in it have been there for many years, it’s been handed down from one generation to another generation. This Sunday morning the children were bored they came running into the farm house and said, “Mummy we are bored." then asked, “what can we do?” There mother asked her Dad, “Dad can you take them out for the morning, they say they are bored.” Jack, their granddad now in his mid sixties went to the door, stood outside looking at the sky studying the clouds the children followed him then asked, “What are you looking at granddad?” “The clouds” he replied, “What for?” they asked. Jack now new it was going to be one of those days when they wanted to know everything. Jack breathed in deeply and said, “Do you see those clouds?” they both said, “Yes” “Well those clouds are small, white and fluffy they are not rain clouds and the wind is coming from the south,” He pointed in the direction of south. “We don’t get much rain from that direction, so I think we will have a very nice day. The wind will blow the clouds away and it will be a blue sky with plenty of sunshine.” With that Jack went back inside got his old hat and on his way back out he grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl, from the corner of her eye his daughter saw what he had done, she thought that will be for Big Jack, him and that horse. Off Jack went with the two grandchildren, Ann and Alan. Alan saw the apple in jacks hand and asked, “Who is the apple for granddad?” “That’s for Big Jack,” he replied. They walked out of the yard and down towards the first field and there in the middle of the field was Big Jack. Jack whistled and shouted Big Jacks name, when the horse heard him he lifted his head up from eating the grass looked in there direction, Jack and the two grandchildren were now inside the field closing the gate. Jack whistled and shouted; this time the big horse stretched his neck and head towards the sky and whinnied as if in recognition then he started to walk towards them. Jack took out a knife from his pocket and the apple the cutting it into four looking at the grandchildren he told them. “I’m going to show you how to feed a horse from your hand, you must do exactly as I tell you and you’ll be alright. First you put your hand out flat with the palm of your hand upwards and your fingers pointing to his chest or legs put the apple on your hand and he will take it from you, right. I will show you first then you can do it.” Big Jack was coming close now and he was becoming bigger and bigger. The big horse stood in front of them, the children had never been this close to him before and they were amazed at the size of him, Jack said, “Now watch.” What Jack had told them they now saw what to do? The big horse on seeing the apple lowered his great head and gently took the apple, “Who’s first,” Jack asked?, “Me me” said Ann, she held her hand out flat with the apple on it once again Big Jack lowered his head and very gently took the apple, Ann said in a giggly voice, “It tickles,” now Alan’s turn it was the same again. Both children were now full of excitement. Jack now asked the children, “Would you like to ride him? Both of them said, “Yes, but how are we going to get up their we need a ladder.” Jack moved the big horse next to the gate he then climbed on the gate and told the children to do the same so he could lift them on to the horses back. “Come on Alan, you first and keep hold of his mane, that’s the hair in front of you, now you Ann and keep hold of Alan.” Jack told them. He was standing in front of the big horse now he looked up at the children, “O K off we go, come Big Jack” he said as he turned and started to walk to the other side of the field the big horse followed him. When they got to the other gate Jack helped them down, they were so excited they couldn’t stop talking about how high they were, they could see over the hedge into the other fields and they could almost touch the sky, they were very happy.
They said there good byes to the big horse and off they went down a little foot path that lead them to a small river. “Ill show you where I taught your dad to catch fish that he sometimes brings home,” Jack told them. Ann then said, “We never see much of dad, he’s always working, he’s up early in the morning and when he comes in late at night he’s too tired.”“I know,” said Jackthen after a sort pause he said, “But he loves you very much and your mum, he has to make sure that he earns plenty of money to look after you and the farm, it takes a lot of time and effort to run a farm and you might fined out some day.” Further down the river they came to the place Jack had told them, “will we see a fish” they asked with excitement, “I hope so,” replied Jack. He told them to have the bushes behind them and about the reflection on the water, after a short time they saw a fish them another. Alan wanted to catch a fish they and then, Jack told him, “You need a fishing line or a fishing rod.” “Ill get one next time,” Alan replied. They walked on along the side of the river Jack was telling them about the different birds that they saw, some more fish and the different trees. Soon they came to the village green and on the far side of the green was the village. Off to one side of the green was a big iron thing, it was all painted in red and there was a plaque. “What’s that thing?” Ann asked, “Well” Jack said, then he went on hesitating, “It’s a long story if you want to know,” Both the children said, “Yes we like stories.” “O K” Jack replied and started to walk over towards the plough, in Jack’s mined he was reliving the event that took place some time ago and even now he could still feel the emotions inside him he had to control himself. He went up to the plough and put his hands on it and started to smile, he was brought back from the passed when Ann said, “Granddad.” He turned and both the children were now sitting on a bench that had been placed there.
“Right, now then when I and Big Jack were younger people who had broken down in their car used to come to me and with Big Jack we use to pull them back to a garage in the village, or if they had gone off the road into a ditch we would pull them out. Big Jack was so big and strong nothing seemed to bother him. But on the other side of the village there was a man who was very cruel, his name was Mr, Jenkins he had a horse and trailer; he use to deliver coal and transport rocks and slate from one place to another. Nobody had ever seen him feed or give his horse a drink of water but they have seen him whip the horse when it was not pulling quick enough. One night when I was in the local pub having a dink with some of the lads, the conversation got round to horses and Big Jack. In the pub at the same time was Mr, Jenkins, he was a very hard man nobody like him. The more we drank the louder we were talking and the higher our sprits got and that’s when Jenkins stood up and said his peace, he said, “Its alright having a big strong horse like Big Jack but there’s nothing in him any one of my horses could pull a car out of a ditch or walk across a field pulling a little plough. But can he pull a trailer full of rocks like my horses do?” My friends told me to ignore him, but he’d drank a lot that night and he went on and on. I could stand it no longer and that’s when I did one of the worst things in my life. I shouted at Jenkins, “Big Jack can pull anything and I don’t have to take a whip to him. Jenkins soon answered, “Would you like to have a little bet?” “Alright” I shouted, He then asked, “Can Big Jack pull a plough with five blades for lets say twenty five yards? I was good and mad because of his patronizing manner, “Lets make it a real bet and double it,” I said. That’s the only time people said that they had seen Jenkins smile It was an evil, cunning smile and that got me going again, that’s when I said, “You can pick the time and place,” I was so mad I had to get out of the pub. As I walked home my anger grew because of what I had said, it was imposable for Big Jack to pull a plough that big. As I walked home I cried mostly with temper and the fact I had been so stupid I knew Jenkins did not like me, he may even hate me all he had to do was wait. I had put my head on the block, I was the sacrificial lamb and he would not stop till he had ruined me and the family.
I told my mother and farther they could not believe how stupid I had been, I tried to keep out of the way because each time I saw them my heart just seemed break into a thousand peaces. Big Jack and I were always together and now I couldn’t bare the pain to be with him. The day came when Jenkins sent a messenger to let me know that he had got the plough with ten blades on and it was on the village green if I wanted to inspect it, the time for the contest was three p.m. again I felt he was goading me on I began to feel anger in side me. This was the anger that had got me this heart ache to start with I had to let it go and then I started to pray, something I had never done before. Once I had started I couldn’t stop, the wards kept coming from me I can not remember them but I do know I asked god to punish me not Big Jack he had nothing to do with it the same as my mother and farther, it was me that should be punished and I would accept any punishment he will give me. Oh how I wished I could have had the time over again or that someone would make it all go away I would have given anything for that to happen. Saturday morning I got up early and took an apple for Big Jack I could tell he was pleased to see me, but for me my heart was breaking. I was checking his collar and harness passed memories came flooding back. I was there when he was born, I’ve slept with him when he was ill that only made me feel worse than I already was. The strongest collar, harness and chains all checked, it was time to go off we went into the yard and then into the field and along by the river, the same way we have come today, all the way I prayed that something would happen and the bet would be called off, but it was not to be”. Jack looked at his two grandchildren; he could see that they were living it with their imaginations.
When we got to the green all the people from the village were there and a lot more, new must have spread far and wide no doubt that was the work of Mr, Jenkins. There was the plough and there were two rows of pegs, fifty yards away at the far end was a rope across marking the end of the fifty yards. When I walked on the green followed by Big Jack there was a loud cheer and of cause there was those that were laughing because the task seemed impossible. As we walked towards the plough the laughter and cheers got louder and the plough seemed to get bigger. I was now praying with all my heart, the cheers and laughter seemed to drift away but in realty they were still there. I went up to the plough, Mr, Jenkins was there to greet me like a greedy executioner, and he smiled and said, “Would you like to inspect the plough?” I walked around the plough all ten blades were already in the ground, that would make it harder for Big Jack to move it and the ground had not been ploughed before, Jenkins was determined to win his bet, I prayed all the more. I looked at the chain that he had brought and I did not think they were strong enough. I told him, “I want more chain, these at not good enough.” Jenkins told one of his mates to, “Get some more chain.” A short pause then he said, “Not that it will matter.” I went over to Big Jack; I was praying all the time I asked god, Please let Big Jack know that I am very, very sorry and that he has to pull the plough fifty yards across the green.” I walked around the plough with him showing him the plough he was looking at the plough and at the same time he was nodding his grate head. Now Big Jack is well named he’s a shire horse and they are the biggest bread of horse in the world and they don’t come any bigger than Big Jack and Jenkins would love to get his evil hands on him. Jenkins stood there holding the chains and with a sly and wicked grin he said, “Oh by the way, my little bet is Ill take the horse when you loose that way I can give my horse a rest.” His evil grin turned into an evil smile then to laughter. It was hard to ignore him but I did, I took the chains and started to prepare for the challenge, while I was arranging the chains, how I hated myself I was still praying hoping for a miracle or anything that would help, there was none.
I went to the front of Big Jack, everybody was watching all was quite, I told him, “He is the biggest horse in the whole world and you are the strongest you can pull that plough. I went about ten yards in front and gave the order, “Come on Big Jack, walk on.” Big Jack started but was stopped immediately by the plough; I give the order again, “Come on Big Jack walk on.” Again he tried but again he failed to move the plough, then he tried again and again he failed the plough was in solid, I shouted, “Pull, Pull again he tried but failed to move the monster plough. The people watching were starting to get restless. I found out later that a lot of money had been put on bets, someone shouted, “Use the whip” that’s one thing I would never do I’ve never used one in the passed and I was not going to start now. The crowed started shouting, “He’s not trying, whip him.” They were the ones that was going to loose a lot of money and the others they were laughing they were going to win their bet. I went back to Big Jack, pattered on the chest and shoulder, “come on Big Jack you can pull this little plough, come on pull.” I said before I walked about twenty yards in front and shouted, “Come on Big Jack walk on pull pull.” He was now stamping the ground and trying to pull but the plough did not move. I kept shouting, “Pull, and pull.” The crowed now angry, I remember a man kept shouting, “Use the whip, use the whip.” I shouted, “Never.” That’s when a man that I have never seen before came up and hit me we started to fight then another man joined in soon there was more I was forced on the ground all I can remember at that time was been kicked in the head, chest and legs, I thought this must be my punishment, the kicks kept coming.
I think I was on the verge of passing out then from some where far away I hear a loud noise like a squeal and then I felt the ground shudder, I thought it could be an earth quake, that’s when the men stopped kicking me. It was quite the men then moved away from me, again I heard this loud squeal slowly and painfully I turned to see what it was behind me. It seemed like time was moving very slow. What I saw was Big Jack he was up on his hind legs and his front legs seemed to be clawing in mid air. I’ve never ever seen him like this before, he was massive his eyes and nostrils were so big and it was his whinnying that I heard and just like in slow motion his front legs came in contact with the ground with a mighty thud that’s what I thought was a earth quake. From some where I remember someone shouting it’s moved. Big Jack must have felt the ground give and the plough move. Once again the great horse reared up this time he seemed to go that far up that it looked like he was looking straight up to the sky to havens it’s self, once again he let out a great whinny and down came his front legs with a mighty thud . I was spell bound by his great muscles rippling round his massive body. I could hear people shouting, “It’s moving, it’s moving.” Somebody came and helped me up on my feet, I was in pain but I was crying with happiness and shouted to Big Jack. “Come on you can do it.” The crowds still shouting and cheering but all I could hear was the great thud as his great hoofs as they came in contact with the ground and all I could see was his massive muscles rippling as he was pulling the plough. That’s when I knew he must be the strongest horse in the whole world. I was hobbling along in front of Big Jack we got to the finishing line; Big Jack had done what seemed impossible. I stopped him and when I put my hand on him it was like he was on fire and sweating. I undone the chains and let them fall to the ground we then both walked off and left the crowds to it.
(The Reward)
“Well I think its time to head for home, dinner will be ready if I know your mother,” Jack said as he looked at the grandchildren. They both asked almost together, “Can we go back the same way as Big Jack after he pulled the plough?” “Yes, that’s the same way we came down,” Jack got from the bench and off they all went. When they were walking next to the river, Ann asked, “With Big Jack been all hot and sweaty, did he not want a drink of water? I know I would.” “Yes he did, he went in where its not very deep just about here,” Jack showed them. Then he went up the river for about fifty yards he was dinking and splashing in the water and shaking his head. I think he was enjoying it, he then came out about here.” Jack showed them, “Then we went home.” Just as jack had finished telling them Ann asked, “What about you granddad?, you must have been hurt.” “I was but I was so very happy I could stand the pain, I see Big Jack as a super horse he’s very special to me now.” As they walked back home Jack was answering more questions. When they got home the children ran in the house and together they tried to tell their mother all about Big Jack. When they had finished their dinner their mother asked them, “Has granddad told you what happened next?” She was looking at Jack as she was saying it, Jack held his hands up and said, “OK when we have washed the pots up and put them away we will go to the top field where Big Jack is and I will tell you what happened next.
After dinner they made there way to the field where Big Jack was and when the big horse saw them he came over to them. In the field was a long bench seat they all sat down, “now granddad tell us now what happened next.” The grandchildren said impatiently. Jack started, “Well when we got home I know my mother and farther feared the wrest, but when I told them needless to say they were very, very happy of the out come. I then took Big Jack to the stable and it was a struggle to take the big collar and all the changes off I can tell you. I’d just finished when the doctor and my mother and farther came in. The doctor was told that I had taken a beating and he had come to see if I was alright, he examined me then told me,” “You are going to hospital I’m having you checked over.” “So I was hospital for two weeks. Nothing much happened until about a year later. I was out with Big Jack we had just finished a job and as we were coming home that’s when we met Mr, Jenkins on the road, he was shouting and whipping his horse. He’d got a trailer load of rocks and it was too much for the horse to pull it up the hill but kept whipping and shouting at it. I took the whip off Jenkins and shouted at him, would you like me to use this whip on you Jenkins? He put his hands up to defend himself but realised that I was not going to hit him he said” “It’s my horse I can do anything I want with it.” “I went up to Jenkins and looked at him face to face and said, no Jenkins I’m collecting my bet and I want the horse and the papers, Ill pull your trailer into your yard and you will then give me the papers as a bill of sale. I started to take the harness and collar off and at the same time I told Jenkins to start walking and I will see you at your place, he then told Me., “I can’t walk very far it’s my legs I always ride on the trailer.” “I shouted not this time Jenkins start walking the same as me.I soon got things sorted out but this horse was so very nerves, she was smaller than Big Jack but to me she was still big so I got a rope and tied it from her to Big Jack. I was thinking she might feel better walking next to Big Jack. We soon got to Jenkins place, he was there leaning on a post panting you would have thought he had ran a mile and that’s just how I wanted him, he didn’t have the strength to argue and I didn’t want to get into an argument with him. Papers I said off he went and after a sort time he came back with the papers then he said, “How will I run my business with out a horse?”I took the papers from him and then said, “Get a tractor, but don’t get a horse.” “I’ve got no money,” he protested, I could feel myself starting to build up with anger, don’t get drawn in I told myself. I looked at Jenkins smiled and said, “You have always got money, everybody knows it so don’t try it on.” I turned and walked away with two shire horses. Now then I always walk in front and to listen to these two big horses behind as we walked on the road made me feel like a king.
When I got home and told my mother and farther they were very happy. We got in contact with the vet and he came out and examined the horse and when he had finished we had a good talk about the horse. He told us, “She’s a nice horse very nerves, it’s just that she has not been looked after and we all know about Mr, Jenkins, so I’ve given her some injections that should help and with these tablets I think she will be alright, I know you will do your best.” I told him, “Yes we all will.” Now with this horse been a mare that means that Big Jack now has a girl friend.” “What did you call her?” asked Ann. “Well that gave us a little problem, Jack started to explain, In the passed we have always had stallions but now we have a mare, we ended up calling her Beautiful Jenny. “Why did you call her Beautiful Jenny?” asked Ann. Jack explained that the farm is called The B J Farm and in the passed we have always hadshire horses like now and they have all been very big. Now we looked after her gave the best we could and she turned out to be a beautiful horse so we called her Beautiful Jenny.” Jack could see that the grandchildren were really absorbed with what Jack was telling them, Then Alan asked, “Where’s Beautiful Jenny now?”“Well she died we had her for about four years, but she gave us a beautiful foal and that foal is what your mother looks after today, Big Jim. “Granddad can you tell us about Big Jim?” Ann asked” “We like you telling us storeys.” Jack thought for a moment then said, “You know when your mother takes you to bed and if you ask her nicely she might tell you about Big Jim, after all it’s her horse.
(The Champion)
Night time and it was time for the children to go to bed, “Mummy, can you tell us a good night story?” asked Ann. “yes alright” Replied their mother and as the children were going up stairs they were planning to get their mother to tell them about Big Jim. When their mother came in the bedroom she asked, “What would you like the story to be about?” Both of the children said, “Tell us about Big Jim”. “Oh I see, granddad put you up to this, didn’t he?” asked the mother. She went on “Well, now then where do we start”? Ann said, “Tell us everything.” “Right” the mother started. “You know all about Big Jack and Beautiful Jenny and Big Jim is the foal from Jenny, I was there when he was born. I fell in love with him straight away; I asked my Dad, your granddad, “Can I have him?” He asked me, “Will you look after him?” “Yes I will dad,” I said, and then he asked me, “Do you love him?” “Yes I do, I really do.”“Now in them days we didn’t need the horses to plough the fields because we have tractors so Big Jim would not a working horse like the others we’ve had, there are the odd jobs that he can do just to keep him fit and looking good. But I wanted him to put him in shows or have him pulling a cart in a parade or at a carnival and that’s what he dose. I saved my money and got new horse brasses a new collar, everything was brand new and then I polished everything till they really sparkled and shined so that when he walks out to be judged, he looks a winner. Did you know Big Jim has another name? Its Midnight, Dad told me that he needs another name for when I enter him into a show, so I chose Midnight because he is as black as midnight. Alan asked, “Has Big Jim done anything like Big Jack pulling that big plough?” “Now you must remember that Big Jim is like a pet to me just like you would have a dog or cat”. Alan’s mother continued with, “I taught him to do little tricks, but there was one time when we went to a show and the local horse was the favourite to win. All the horses lined up for the judges and Big Jim won. I think there was some jealousy because I was asked if Big Jim would pull some people round the fair ground on the trailer so the crowed could see the winner, I said yes that would be fine. That would be a perfect time to let the people see what a beautiful shire horse he is. The same people distracted my attention away from the trailer for a short time.
When I got back to Big Jim I patted him on his neck and shoulder and said, come on Big Jim walk on. He tried, but was stopped almost immediately, I turned to see what was wrong and that’s when I noticed that they had attached five trailers on, not one but five. I looked at the men and they were having a little giggle and t6hat made me angry. At that moment I thought of my dad and Big Jack I had fallen into the sort of trap. I went back to Big Jim to talk to him, “Ann broke in by asking, “What did you say mummy?” “I told him that I loved him and that there were five trailers with people in them and I would like you to pull them around the fair ground so everybody would see what a fantastic horse you are. I then said a little pray and asked for the strength so Big Jim would pull the five trailers. Then I gave the order, Come Big Jim walk on. I started to walk in front of him, I could hear the changes clang as they took the tension and then it stopped. He’d got four trailers moving but not the fifth one, with the ground been soft the trailers wheels had made their indentations and each time they would roll back into them making them deeper and harder to pull them out. I went back to Jim and I told him must do it this time, once again told him that I loved him. I then gave the order Come on Big Jim walk on, Pull, Pull; I walked in front I could hear the changes clang. That’s the second clang then the third then the fourth and yes the fifth one. In my mined I had the picture of Big Jim pulling the five trailers round the fair ground and now he was doing it. I turned and I was walking backwards. Big Jim had got his head down was really pushing into his big collar, I remember saying to myself, “I hope the changes hold.” I then lifted my hands in the air over my head and started to clap, then all the people started to clap as we walked passed them soon everybody was clapping and cheering and waving it was absolutely marvellous. Big Jim was now next to me as we walked round and he made it look easy, he just seemed to take it in his stride he looked fantastic, as he walked the sun was shinning on his brasses and changes and because he was in such marvellous condition as he moved it looked like streaks of silver rippling across his jet black body, remember that’s why we called him Midnight. By now most of the people were running taking photographs and I knew that there was a man from a monthly magazine that wrote about shire horses was at the fair, so Big Jim could be in the magazine. When we got back to where we started I stopped him and started to take the changes off so we just had our own trailer. People came and wanted to have a ride but I told them that there were other horses to pull the trailers, and then they asked, “Can we have our photograph taken with the horse?” Everybody was so happy, as for the men that put the five trailers together, well; they were now where to be seen. Just remember that when an animal loves you it will do anything it can for you and it will keep trying and that’s because they don’t know how to cheat or lie, but some people do cheat and lie. Right it’s time fro you two to go to sleep because you have school in the morning.” “Mummy” Ann said! I love you and I would do anything for you but I don’t think I could pull five trailers.” She tucked Ann in and kissed her then went to tuck Alan in and that’s he said, “I love you Mum but I know I could not pull that big plough like Big Jack.” She kissed him and as she got to the door and was going to switch the light off she said, “With the power of love, who knows what you can do.
(The Beginning)
We have moved on in time, granddad Jack has passed on in life along with Big Jack and Beautiful Jenny, Ann’s and Alan’s mother has also gone. Ann has taken on the job of looking after Big Jim and she loves him just as much as her mother did. Ann has also married and is running the farm, but no children. Alan, he’s a very troubled lad, he lives on the farm and works there when he gets out of bed. He goes out at night gets drunk has fights, comes home in the early hours in the morning. The time came when Alan wanted to sit down and have a talk with Ann, he told her, “I know I’m not much good for you on running the farm, in fact you would be better off without me. At the moment I just don’t know what to do; my life doesn’t seem to have any meaning. You, well you run the farm and do a good job, you’ve married and your husband is a good man and when you have problems you seem to know how to tackle them and you always seem to win, I couldn’t do that. You are my sister and I love you very much and with that in mined I have decide to join the army; I might just fined a reason or some direction in my life.” Ann Listened to Alan and after a short pause said, “You are my brother and I love you very much and this farm is your home just as long as you want it to be. You have your path in life to travel and if you think that the army is the right thing to do, then do it and I wish you all the best. If things don’t turn out the way you want, then you can always come home again. Alan joined the army, it was a bitter pill to swallow he was not use to the high standard of discipline, but was of the mined that no one would make him cry and on one would get the better of him, he would always have something way down deep that would help him on, He completed his training and moved into the regiment, from there he went to different places in the world that people don’t normally go and saw things that people should not see, but Alan took it all in his stride, this was all part of life. Alan served his time and came home to his sister Ann, when they both met they both saw a big difference in each other. Ann had written to Alan keeping up to date on life at the farm, she now had two children, one boy, and one girl and lately about Big Jim, he was not very well and was going down hill. The vet came to him regular to try and fined the cause of the illness but had failed. Alan could see it had taken its toll on Ann, the worry the strain and the fear that she might lose Big Jim. Just for a moment Alan felt a pain in his throat, pressure behind his eyes and a strange tightening in his stomach that he had not felt before. He ignored it for he could see that she was very pleased to see him after such a long time. For Ann she could see that Alan was far different from when she last saw him, he’s bigger stronger and more confident in himself.
When they got back to the farm, Ann took Alan to see Big Jim, Ann had tried to prepare Alan but when Alan saw how ill Big Jim was he was shocked. Memories came flooding back of how big he was and what a beautiful horse he was with all the shining horse brasses, all the leather straps and collar polished with the red and white ribbons all this against his coat that was jet black but when the sun shone it, it looked like silver, all this was flooding Alan’s mined. Ann was now kneeling next to Jim’s head she was stroking him and talking to him. Alan started to get that pain again in his throat the pressure behind the eyes and this strange feeling in his stomach. Alan made his way out of the stall there were tears in his eyes, he thought no one has been able to make me cry but I’m crying because of that horse, why? Ann soon joined him and they made there way back to the farm house, it was late so they both went straight to bed. Before Alan got in bed he did something that he had never done before, he prayed, he got down on his knees and asked God, “Please God I’m asking for help for my sister Ann who is a good sister and a good person and for some help to make Big Jim better. When he ‘d finished he got into bed, but sleep did not come easy he had a feeling that got stronger for him to go down to Big Jim, resistance was unless. Soon he was in the stall with Big Jim; he knelt down next to the horses head and started to stroke him. After a short time he was stroking his neck then down to the front of his chest then over his massive rib cage, then he would work his way back up to the head. He kept going this over and over again, then he could hear the sound of two horses coming across the court yard towards the stall, who could that be he thought? He half turned to look at the big door to the stall and what he saw had him spell bound. Standing at the door was his mother, granddad Jack and tow very big horses that he knew as Beautiful Jenny and Big Jack, They looked so real so beautiful so marvels he could not fine to say describe it they all looked very happy. His mother smiled at him and said, “He’ll be alright now son, well done.” After a brief moment his mother still smiling turned to walk away as did granddad Jack, the two horses were nodding there heads up and down in recognition of there approval. They then turned to follow Alan’s mother he heard them walk away he got up and went to the big door to watch them walk away in add to confirm what he had seen, but there was nothing, nothing at all. “I know I did not imagine it, I know it was real, I couldn’t have imagine it” he said to himself, he went back to Big Jim and started to stroke him as before. The pain in his throat came back again but this time it was much stronger this time the tears came but Alan was felt very happy. Big Jim lifted his great head off the straw and looked at Alan, that’s the first move he’d made for some time. Alan wiped away the tears and Big Jim lowered his head back down on the straw. A moment later the horse lifted his head and neck Alan quickly got on his feet because he thought Big Jim might get up and stand with sudden burst of energy Big Jim was up on all four legs. Alan now laughing and crying with tears streaming down his cheeks but he didn’t care he was so very happy, this was the happiest day of his life. He got the bucket took it to the tap cleaned it then filled it with fresh water and took it back so Big Jim could drink his fill. In went the horses’ head this was the first time he had drunk any thing for some time and now he was making the most if it. Alan said in a happy and at the same laughing, “You were ready for that Big Jim,” The big horse lifted his out of the bucket and made a grunting sound like someone trying it clear there throat then shacking his head and back in for another drink. The bucket now empty Alan went to fill it again Big Jim lifted his head up and started to whinny then a pause then he whinnied louder. Alan said, “Alright I’m filling the bucket,” With a full bucket Alan came back the horse let out a loud whinny again, Alan with tears in his eyes just stood there laughing. That’s when Ann came running in she had been awoken by Big Jim’s whinnying and fearing the worst she came running over to the stable but she stopped in her tracks when she saw Alan with a bucket of water and Big Jim standing up and drinking from the bucket. She shouted out, “What have you done? oh my God what have you done?.” Then she ran over to the big horse put her arms around his neck hugging him stroking him and patting him then again she asked Alan, “What have you done? At that moment Alan could not answer, he just did not know what to say. Alan went out of the stall and into the court yard; he stood there looking up at the stars. He felt that all the pressure had gone and now he felt really good in himself. He was enjoying the start of a new day when Ann came out to him and saying, “Alright Alan, what have you done? And how have you done it?” Alan replied, “Ok Ill tell you all over a cup of tea, come on.” They sat in the kitchen and Alan told her everything and when he got to the part when their mother and granddad Jack and the two horses came to the door he started to cry again but inside he was so happy he didn’t care. The pain in his throat the pressure in his eyes but kept on telling Ann. Ann now also had tears in her eyes as she was living every moment with Alan. Alan then said I don’t understand why when our mother, granddad Jack and the two horses are gone, they are dead and they were so very real and heard mum when she said, “He’ll be alright now son, well done.” I then went to the door and they were not there and not long after that Big Jim got up and can I not stop crying I just don’t understand.” Ann also with tears in her eyes took hold of Alan’s hand and told him, “You have just experienced the strongest thing in the world and that’s the power of love.

THE POWER OF LOVE

{ Part 4 }

We have moved on in time, granddad Jack has died, Big Jack and Beautiful Jenny they have died and so has Ann’s and Alan’s mother. Ann has taken on the job of looking after Big Jim and she loves him just as much as her mother did. Ann has married and is running the farm but has no children. Alan, he is a very troubled lad, he lives on the farm and works there when he gets out of bed. He goes out every night, gets drunk has fights comes home in the early hours in the morning. The time came when Alan wanted to sit down and have a talk with Ann, he told her, “I know I’m not much good for you on running the farm, in fact you would be better off without me. At the moment I just don’t know what to do; my life doesn’t seem to have any meaning. You run the farm and do a good job, you’ve married and your husband is a good man and when you have problems you seem to know how to tackle them and you always seem to win, me, I couldn’t do that. You are my sister and I love you very much and with that in mined I’ve decide to join the army; I might just fined a reason or some direction in my life.” Ann listened to Alan and after a short pause said, “You are my brother and I love you very much and this farm is your home just as long as you want it to be. You have your path in life to travel and if you think that joining the army is the right thing to do, then do it and I wish you all the best. If things don’t turn out the way you want, then you can always come home again.

Alan joined the army, it was a bitter pill to swallow he was not use to the high standard of discipline, but was of the mined that no one would make him cry and no one would get the better of him, he would always have something way down deep that would help him on. He completed his training and moved into the regiment, from there he went to different places in the world that people don’t normally go to and saw things that people should not see, but Alan took them all in his stride, this was all part of life. Alan served his time and come home to his sister Ann, when they met they both saw a difference in each other. Ann had written to Alan telling him about Big Jim, he was not very well and was going down hill. The vet came regular to try and fined the cause of his illness but had failed. Alan could see it had taken its toll on Ann, the worry the strain and the fear that she might lose Big Jim, Alan felt a pain in his throat pressure behind his eyes and a strange feeling in his stomach that he had not felt before, he ignored it for he could see that she was very pleased to see him after such a long time. For Ann she could see that Alan seemed bigger, stronger more confident in himself.

When they got back to the farm, Ann took Alan to see Big Jim. Ann tried to prepare him but when Alan saw how ill Big Jim was he was shocked, memories came flooding back of how big he was and what a beautiful horse he was, in his mined he could see him with all the shinny horse brasses on, all the leather and collar polished his red and white ribbons, his coat that was jet black it shone that much it looked like silver when the sun shone on him. Ann was now kneeling next to Jim’s head she was stroking him and talking to him. Alan started to get that pain in his throat the pressure behind the eyes the strange feeling in his stomach. Alan made his way out of the stall; there were tears in his eyes, He thought no one has been able to make me cry but I’m crying because of that horse, why? Ann soon joined him and went back to the farm house; it was late so they both went to bed. Before Alan got into bed he did something that he had never done before, he prayed, he got down on his knees and asked God “Please God I’m asking for help for my sister Ann who he said was a good sister, a good person and for some healing for Big Jim. When he’d finished he got into bed, he was soon awake again and he had the feeling that he should go to Big Jim. Soon he was in the stall with Big Jim, he knelt down next to the horses head and started to stroke him, after a short time he was stroking his neck down to the front of his chest then over his massive rip cage, and then he would work his way back up to the head. He kept doing this over and over again, then he could hear the sound of two horses coming across the yard towards the stall, who could that be he thought? He half turned to look at the big door to the stall, what he saw had him spell bound standing at the door was his Mother, Granddad Jack, Beautiful Jenny and Big Jack. They looked so real so beautiful so marvels he couldn’t fined words they all looked very happy. His Mother smiled at him and said, “He’ll be alright now son, well done.” After a brief moment his Mother still smiling turned to walk away as did Granddad Jack the two horses were nodding there heads up and down as if they understood and was giving their approval. They turned to follow Alan’s Mother he heard them walk away, he got up and went the big door to watch them walk away but there was nothing, nothing at all. “I know I didn’t imagine it” he said to himself, he went back to Big Jim and started to stroke him as before. The pain in his throat came again but this time it was much stronger this time the tears came but Alan was happy. Big Jim lifted his great head off the straw and looked at Alan, that’s the first move he’d made for a long time, Alan wiped away the tears, and Big Jim lowered his head back onto the straw. Then the horse lifted his head and neck Alan quickly got to his feet because he thought Big Jim might get up and stand in a moment Big Jim was up on all four legs, Alan now laughing, crying with tears streaming down his checks and he didn’t care he was happy , this was the happiest day of his life. He went to the bucket took it to the tap cleaned it and put fresh water in brought it back to Jim so he could have a drink. In went the horses head he drank and when he lifted his head up he splashed some water as he shook his head, in for another drink went his head again and when he lifted his head time he stretched his neck and let out a loud whinny. Now Alan was laughing out loud as well and once again Big Jim gives out an even louder whinny.

A few moments later Ann had been awoken by Big Jim whinnying and she came running to the stall, on seeing Big Jim standing and Alan laughing she ran to the horse stroking , patting him and asking Alan, “What have you done? What happened? and many other questions but Alan could not answer at the time. Alan walked out of the stall and stood in the yard, he noticed all the pressure had gone and he felt real good in himself. He was there enjoying the start of a new day when Ann came to him saying, “Right Alan, tell me what have you done and how did you do it? Tell me everything,” Alan replied “Ill tell you everything over a cup of tea, come on.” They sat in the kitchen and Alan told Ann everything and when he got to the part when their Mother, Granddad Jack and the two horses came to the door he started to cry the pain in the throat pressure in the eyes but he didn’t care he carried on telling her all what had happened. Ann now also had tears in her eyes, then Alan asked, “I don’t understand why when our Mum Granddad Jack and the two horses came, all I know they were real, I know they are dead but they were real and I heard Mum when she spoke, when they went I went to the door and there was no sign of them and then Big Jim got up on his legs. I just don’t understand that and why dose it make me cry, I just can not stop it.” Ann with tears in her eyes took hold of Alan’s hands and told him, “You’ve just experienced the strongest thing in the world and that’s the power of love.

THE END.

P S It can not be the end because life goes on and while there is life there’s no end, so Ill say

Till next time.

( Part 5 )

It didn’t take long for the Vet to come and see for himself after he had a phone call from Ann. He gave Big Jim a good examination, when he had finished he had to agree that the horse was in very good health, now he wanted to talk to Alan he wanted to know everything that happened. Ann went off to fined Alan a short time later Alan and the vet were sitting round the kitchen table, the vet said “Well I can not fined anything wrong with the horse, so Alan I would be very interested for you to tell me everything that happened.” Alan nodded his head and said “I don’t care what you think after I’ve told you, but I know what I saw and heard.” Alan told the vet everything, just like giving a report when he was in the army. When he had finished Alan had tears in his eyes, he turned to the vet and said, “I know that was my Mother I know that was my Granddad and I know that the two horses were the ones we had. I heard the horses as they walked across the yard and I defiantly heard my Mum when she spoke to me.” The vet listened to every ward, then he said to Alan, “Would you mind if I told another man about this? Alan just looked at the vet, the vet then said, “This man I’m thinking of dose what you have done to Big Jim he dose that to all animals and I’m thinking he might help you understand what is happening and has happened. It seems to me that you have a very special gift and you are a very lucky man. “OK” Alan said “If you think he can help I’m all for it, but I don’t want you telling everybody about what happened.” The vet told Alan, “I’ll only speak to one man about what had happened. It would be at least six months before the vet would see Alan again. In the mean time when ever Big Jim saw Alan in the field he would whinny and coming running to him, but that could be because Alan always had an apple or orange for him. It was late summer and Alan fancied a drink of beer, the evening was still, quite, peaceful and for Alan it had been a long day. Off he went to the local pub, the thought came to him it’s been some time since he had been in the pub memories came back of when he was younger. These days Alan liked to be on his own he wasn’t one for going to parties. In the pub he met some old friends but after two pints Alan wanted to go back to the farm, he said his “good nights” and left. Out side he walked across the village green away from the lights of the street and houses the only light now was the light of the silvery moon in a clear black sky. At the other side of the green was the big plough that Big Jack had pulled. He stood there for a moment remembering the story that his granddad had told him, with that in his mined he said to himself, “I would have liked to have seen that.” He turned walked down the path that he and his sister did so many years ago. His thoughts were disturbed by some noises coming from further along the river, this part of the river belonged to the farm that Ann and he owned and he knew that no one should be at the river at this time of night. Immediately his army training came into play, quietly he got into a position where he could see, it was two poachers after the fish. He didn’t want any violence so he decided to talk to them and hope they go away, he quietly moved into a position where he could see the poachers. His plan was to speak to the poachers telling them that this part of the river belonged to him and he would ask them to leave, they would leave and that would be the end of it. His army training had served him well. He was just yards from them, now was the time. Alan stepped out from behind some bushes and said, “Now then lads, what are you after?” His voice was firm clear and carm. The two poachers who were lying on the ground at the edge of the river immediately got to their feet they saw Alan but then they were looking to see if there was any body else. Both of the poachers were dressed in full army camouflage clothes with balaclavas, it was imposable to recognize them. In the moment of silence Alan thought they were dressed for the job Alan had worn that uniform many times in the passed. Nervously they were looking around then one of them spoke, “Who are you?” Alan told them, “I’m the owner of this part of the river and the land on both sides and you should not be here, so the best thing for you to do is leave.” Another moment of silence the only light was from the silvery moon the night very quite disturbed only by the sound of the water as it gurgled its way passed the boulders that stood out from the river bed. Alan got the feeling of trouble. The two poachers were whispering Alan heard one say, “He’s on his own we can do him.” They then turned to face Alan. In the pale moonlight Alan could see that one of them had some sort of weapon. The two poachers were getting ready to attack, Alan was ready for this. Tension now was with all three men Alan spoke, “Come on lads, you don’t want to do anything silly do you”? One of the poachers replied, “You don’t know who we are, Do you?” At this moment Alan thought he could do with some help he could now see what the weapon was as the poacher raised it up above his head as in a position to strike and that’s when Alan saw what it was. The moonlight reflected off a big steel hook at the end of a long dark shaft or cane, it was a gaff, and this was bad. The thought came to Alan’s mined I need help.

Then in the stillness of the night came a crashing sound both poachers stopped in their tracks. The sound came from some distance behind the poachers, they both turned to look in the darkness to see if anything could be seen. At this time it was perfect for Alan to run but he was not that sort of man and now everything was quiet the poachers turned to face him, this is it Alan thought. Then came a faint rumbling sound, again it came from behind the poachers the poachers stopped. The rumbling was getting louder now it was like a thumping sound the two poachers looked at each other then back down the path that went a long side of the river. The thumping was now much louder and all three men were straining there eyes looking into the night and down the path lit only by the pale silvery moon. Now the poachers could just make out a big black mass and the bushes that had partly over grown and was partly covering the path that ran along the side of the river. The blushers were been swept aside and a big black mass was now coming straight for them. In an instant panic took over and the two poachers turned and ran across the river leaving Alan to face this unknown force. Alan glanced at the poachers running across the river not knowing if he should do the same then he turned to face the black mass. It was almost on him. The two porches had made good there escape across the river. The big black mass was Big Jim, The big black horse only yards from him reared up into the night sky and gave the loudest whinny Alan had ever heard and in the stillness of the night it must have been heard for miles. Alan started to laugh as his imagination ran wild; in his mined he could replay what had taken place. He could see the two poachers running across the river very fast like the Key Stone Cops in the old moves; fear and panic were in full control of them. In his mined he could see them running through the woods on the other side of the river tripping over trees that had fallen getting back up them running into another tree, bumping into other obstacles in the darkness of the woods. To add to this they would hear the loud whinny from Big Jim and that would put them in a state of high fear and uncontrollable panic with one thing in mined was to get away as far and as fast as possible from this unknown evil, add to that Alan’s uncontrollable laughter that could have been interpreted as cries of pain as he was been ripped apart by this unknown beast. Alan was on his knees laughing uncontrollable holding his aching ribs tears running down his face. After a short

time Alan had calmed down he got to his feet not forgetting the gaff that he had been threatened with moments before, he thought how quickly things can change from one extreme to another. “Come on Big Jim lets go home,” but for Alan he could not stop talking and laughing of what had just taken place. All the along the river bank Alan was talking to the big horse and at times the Big Jim would nod his great head up and down or make his big rubber like lips vibrate with a grunting sound coming from his belly. When they got to the field that leads the way from the river to the farm that’s when Alan turned to Big Jim and said, “You know, I think you know every word I’ve said.” When they got to the gate Alan could see that it had been smashed in two, Alan then said, “That’s the crashing sound we heard, first job in the morning is to fix the gate.” Alan then put his hand on the big horse head to pat and stroke him and at the same time saying, “It’s a good job you broke the gate, but how did you know? How could you possibly know what was happening?”

Alan took Big Jim into the stable put him in his stall then went to get so fresh water and when he returned he saw the gash in Big Jim’s leg and the blood that had ran down his leg. Alan could not believe it he said to himself, “If Ann sees this she will go mad.” He went to the office for some clean cloth and bandages grabbed a stool and with bowl of cold water he started to clean the wound, as he was cleaning the wound he started to say a little pray. That’s when the thought came to him that Big Jim must have done this when smashed the gate in half, again the thought came, how could he have known that I needed help?” Then he could feel his hands becoming very warm, and then all of his body started to tingle his hands now felt as if they were burning, he could see what he was doing but he did not feel as if he was in control, he felt as if time did not exist, time had just stood still. When he had finished the leg looked good, no blood on the leg and a nice clean bandage, he cleaned everything away came back to the big horse said, “Good night, see you in the morning.” As he was stroking Big Jim’s on the neck. As Alan was walking across the farm yard he thought I must get up first thing and explain to Ann what had happened because Ann loved the horse very much. Alan woke with a start he looked at the clock five passed nine he’d never slept that long for years. Big Jim was on his mined he grabbed his clothes, dressed very quickly and ran down stairs. Ann was in the kitchen drinking a coffee. Alan started to speak before Ann could say good morning, “Look I’m sorry about Big Jim’s leg but I can explain he then started to tell her all what had happened. Ann held up her hand to stop him and at the same time asking, “Have you had bad dream?” this surprised Alan, he did not know what to say, hesitating he said, “Come with me.” As they walked over to the stable Alan again was trying to tell her of the events that happened last night. He went straight to Big Jim’s stall and when he looked at his leg there was no bandage and no sign of there ever been a gash. Alan examined the leg then looked at Ann saying this was the leg and there’s no sign of a scar. Ann stood there smiling at him, and then he remembered the gaff it should be in the office. He went to the office and their on the wall was the gaff he had proof now, he came back to Ann with the gaff then he said to Ann, “the bandage must be in the straw. He started to search in the straw; he found the bandage, then he remembers when his hands went very warm and the tingling all over him, he looked at Ann saying, “Now do you believe me?” Ann looked at him smiled and said, “Lets go and have breakfast and you can tell me again what happened especially when part where the poachers ran on water.


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