Hurrah for Kids' Books, pt. 2

"For a brief second Paul's and Maureen's eyes met above the crowds. It was as if they and the mare and her foal were the only creatures on the island. They were unaware of the great jostling and fighting as the stallions sorted out their own mares and colts. They were unaware of everything but a sharp ecstasy. Soon the Phantom and her colt would belong to them. Never to be sold."

from Misty of Chincoteague, by Marguerite Henry

Comments

[Michelle]

Sue, this was my absolute favorite book when I was at that age when many girls love horse books (what age was that? sorry, as I have no kids, it's hard to remember...) and this was the best of the best. So much so that, as a middle-aged person, a few years ago, when I met a woman at a party who said she was from Chincoteague, I had to go on and on about how cool that was because of Misty, blah, blah, blah -- and she looked at me as if I was crazy. Her loss. Hurray, indeed. Thanks for reminding me!

[Susan (editor)]

Hey, Meechelle! I would have done the same thing if I had met somebody from Chincoteague. I once had the chance to take care of a Chincoteague pony for the summer, and I took it swimming. I ended up having to pull him out of the pond by the reins; he couldn't swim. Who knows how he made it during the big swim in VA!