The first weekend.
Father asked me if I wanted to go to the farm together because he would drop off Sister there.
I was interested in overseas farms so I decided to follow them.
We were in the car for 15 minutes then entered into the bush.
A further 30 minutes from there, I travelled on a narrow road then, unpaved road.
And then…
There is a farm surrounded by magnificent green grassland, eucalyptus trees, and majestic rocks that tells of a long history.
She volunteers here most weekends (both Sat. and Sun.) from morning till evening.
By the way, what work does she do?
It’s horse riding.
I thought she helped with preparations for horse riding, cleaning, reception and so on.
However, not only this, but also she seemed to be a formal staff member teaching customers how to ride and guiding them by pulling the horse’s reins.
Of course, she can ride a horse alone. (←She is in 6th grade.)
Our family’s sister was a horse professional!
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