Summer Of The Beautiful White Horse Class 11Utpal khatri
Its all about the Chapter-
1. It has a description about the chapter(summary)
2. Short answer type questions
3. Long answer type questions
4. Value base questions
’The Summer of the Beautiful White Horse’ is a lovely story about two young boys who belongs to Garoghlanian tribe which is well known for honesty and truthfulness.
Summer Of The Beautiful White Horse Class 11Utpal khatri
Its all about the Chapter-
1. It has a description about the chapter(summary)
2. Short answer type questions
3. Long answer type questions
4. Value base questions
’The Summer of the Beautiful White Horse’ is a lovely story about two young boys who belongs to Garoghlanian tribe which is well known for honesty and truthfulness.
We are not afraid to die...if we can all be togetherAnil Kumar
This lesson describes the sea voyage of Gordon Cook with his family. He has been assisted by American Larry Vigil and Swiss Herb. Seigler. They all went through the harsh sea and when they started losing hope for survival, their children showed some hope and optimism which helped them to face the dangers with courage.
It is a form of mass media in which it shares the news or concerning pieces of information via the printed form of publications. Print media is the oldest means by which people still share information across an entire group of audiences.
We are not afraid to die...if we can all be togetherAnil Kumar
This lesson describes the sea voyage of Gordon Cook with his family. He has been assisted by American Larry Vigil and Swiss Herb. Seigler. They all went through the harsh sea and when they started losing hope for survival, their children showed some hope and optimism which helped them to face the dangers with courage.
It is a form of mass media in which it shares the news or concerning pieces of information via the printed form of publications. Print media is the oldest means by which people still share information across an entire group of audiences.
PPT - Ch 4 - The Summer of the Beautiful White Horse (1).pptxankitkumar6373772727
"The Summer of the Beautiful White Horse" is a short story by William Saroyan. It revolves around a young Armenian boy named Aram who admires his cousin Mourad's ability to steal a horse and return it without getting caught. One day, Mourad steals a beautiful white horse, claiming it was unfairly sold to someone else. Aram is initially hesitant but eventually joins Mourad in taking care of the horse. When they are caught, Aram's conscience leads him to confess, but the owner, impressed by their honesty, allows them to keep the horse. The story explores themes of honesty, integrity, and the bonds of family and friendship.
Complex Forms Of DeductionA complex form or pattern of deduction.docxdonnajames55
Complex Forms Of Deduction
A complex form or pattern of deduction involves a combination of forms or pattern of deduction such as modus ponens, modus tollens, disjunctive syllogism, etc., to arrive at a final conclusion or deduction. Therefore, you must know the four basic forms of deduction to do complex forms of deduction.
Example # 1:
1. If P, then Q.
2.Not Q.
3. P or K.
Final deduction or Conclusion: ?????
In this complex form of deduction, we arrive at the final conclusion or deduction as follows:
1. If P, then Q.
2. Not Q
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3. Not P (from 1 & 2 using Modus Tollens)
4. P or K
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Final Deduction or conclusion: K. (from 3 & 4 using Disjunctive syllogism)
Example # 2:
1. P or K
2. If M, then N.
3. If N, then Not K.
4. M.
Final deduction or conclusion:??????
In this complex form of deduction, we arrive at the final conclusion or deduction as follows. We need to write the correct sequence of steps to make the deductions clear and easy:
1. If M, then N.
2. If N, then Not K.
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3. If M, then Not K. (from 1 & 2 using hypothetical syllogism)
4. M.
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5. Not K (from 3 & 4 using modus ponens)
6. P or K
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Final Deduction or conclusion: P. (from 5 & 6 using disjunctive syllogism)
A Scandal In Bohemia: Study Questions
CSN, Phil 102, Critical Thinking Instructor: Dr. Raghu
A Scandal in Bohemia
Study Questions
Note: These questions are your own reading comprehension exercise. You are not required to submit your answers.
1. Explain how Holmes deduced that, a) Watson was active in medical practice, b) Watson had been out in vile weather, and c) Watson had a clumsy and careless servant girl.
2. What is the distinction Holmes makes between seeing and observing? How does he illustrate his distinction?
3. Holmes says “It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data.” (p. 189) Explain and identify his reason for this statement.
4. How did Holmes deduce that the paper on which the note was written was made in Bohemia?
5. How did Holmes deduce that the writer of the note is a German?
6. “There’s money in this case, Watson, if nothing else.” (p. 190) How did Holmes deduce that?
7. Why does Holmes say that if Irene Adler was Godfrey Norton’s client, then it is likely that she would have left the photograph in his keeping, but not likely to have done so if she was his friend or mistress?
8. Why does Holmes say that as a result of her marriage to Godfrey Norton, Irene Adler would be averse to the possibility of the photograph being seen by her new husband?
9. Why does Holmes say that it is unlikely that Irene Adler carries the photograph with her?
10. Why does Holmes rule out the possibility that the photograph would be with her lawyer or banker?
11. Why does Holmes think that the photograph must be in her own house?
12. What does “marm” mean? .
How Much Land Does a Man Needby Leo TolstoyIAn elder sister.docxpooleavelina
How Much Land Does a Man Need?
by Leo Tolstoy
I
An elder sister came to visit her younger sister in the country.
The elder was married to a tradesman in town, the younger to a
peasant in the village. As the sisters sat over their tea talking,
the elder began to boast of the advantages of town life: saying how
comfortably they lived there, how well they dressed, what fine
clothes her children wore, what good things they ate and drank, and
how she went to the theatre, promenades, and entertainments.
The younger sister was piqued, and in turn disparaged the life of a
tradesman, and stood up for that of a peasant.
"I would not change my way of life for yours," said she. "We may
live roughly, but at least we are free from anxiety. You live in
better style than we do, but though you often earn more than you
need, you are very likely to lose all you have. You know the proverb,
'Loss and gain are brothers twain.' It often happens that people who
are wealthy one day are begging their bread the next. Our way is
safer. Though a peasant's life is not a fat one, it is a long one.
We shall never grow rich, but we shall always have enough to eat."
The elder sister said sneeringly:
"Enough? Yes, if you like to share with the pigs and the calves!
What do you know of elegance or manners! However much your good man
may slave, you will die as you are living-on a dung heap-and your
children the same."
"Well, what of that?" replied the younger. "Of course our work is
rough and coarse. But, on the other hand, it is sure; and we need
not bow to any one. But you, in your towns, are surrounded by
temptations; today all may be right, but tomorrow the Evil One may
tempt your husband with cards, wine, or women, and all will go to
ruin. Don't such things happen often enough?"
Pahom, the master of the house, was lying on the top of the oven,
and he listened to the women's chatter.
"It is perfectly true," thought he. "Busy as we are from childhood
tilling Mother Earth, we peasants have no time to let any nonsense
settle in our heads. Our only trouble is that we haven't land
enough. If I had plenty of land, I shouldn't fear the Devil himself!"
The women finished their tea, chatted a while about dress, and then
cleared away the tea-things and lay down to sleep.
But the Devil had been sitting behind the oven, and had heard all
that was said. He was pleased that the peasant's wife had led her
husband into boasting, and that he had said that if he had plenty of
land he would not fear the Devil himself.
"All right," thought the Devil. "We will have a tussle. I'll give you
land enough; and by means of that land I will get you into my power."
II
Close to the village there lived a lady, a small landowner, who had
an estate of about three hundred acres. She had always lived on
good terms with the peasants, until she engaged as her steward an
old soldier, who took to burdening the people with fines. However
careful Pahom tried to be, it happened again and again that now a
horse of his ...
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What motivated settlers to face dangers and hardships to move west?
How important were the cattle industry and mining in fueling westward expansion?
How do these authors' experiences compare to the experiences of most settlers?
Lydia Allen Rudd, Diary of Westward Travel (1852)
May 6 1852
Left the Missouri river for our long journey across the wild uncultivated plains and unhabitated except by the red man. As we left the river bottom and ascended the bluffs the view from them was handsome! In front of us as far as vision could reach extended the green hills covered with fine grass. . . . Behind us lay the Missouri with its muddy water hurrying past as if in great haste to reach some destined point ahead all unheeding the impatient emigrants on the opposite shore at the ferrying which arrived faster than they could be conveyed over. About half a miles down the river lay a steamboat stuck fast on a sandbar. Still farther down lay the busy village of St. Joseph looking us a good bye and reminding us that we were leaving all signs of civilised life for the present. But with good courage and not one sigh of regret I mounted my pony (whose name by the way is Samy) and rode slowly on. In going some two miles, the scene changed from bright sunshine to drenching showers of rain this was not quite agreeable for in spite of our good blankets and intentions otherwise we got some wet. The rain detained us so that we have not made but ten miles today. . . .
May 7
I found myself this morning with a severe headache from the effects of yesterday's rain. . . .
There is a toll bridge across this stream kept by the Indians. The toll for our team in total was six bits. We have had some calls this evening from the Indians. We gave them something to eat and they left. Some of them [had] on no shirt only a blanket, whiles others were ornamented in Indian style with their faces painted in spots and stripes feathers and fur on their heads beeds on their neck brass rings on their wrists and arms and in their ears armed with rifles and spears.
May 8
. . . We have come about 12 miles and were obliged to camp in the open prairie without any wood. Mary and myself collected some dry weeds and grass and made a little fire and cooked some meat and the last of our supply of eggs with these and some hard bread with water we made our supper.
May 9
. . . We passed a new made grave today . . . a man from Ohio We also met a man that was going back: he had buried his Wife this morning She died from the effects of measels we have come ten miles today encamped on a small stream called Vermillion creek Wood and water plenty Their are as many as fifty waggons on this stream and some thousand head of stock It looks like a village the tents and waggons extend as much as a mile. . . .
Some are singing some talking and some laughing and the cattle are adding their mite by shaking their bells and grunt[ing]. Mosquit.
2024.06.01 Introducing a competency framework for languag learning materials ...Sandy Millin
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1. The Summer of the beautiful white
horse
ByWilliam Saroyan.
2. The Summer of the Beautiful White Horse- Lesson and
Explanation
ONE day back there in the good old days when I was nine and the world was full of every
imaginable kind of magnificence, and life was still a delightful and mysterious dream, my
cousin Mourad, who was considered crazy by everybody who knew him except me, came to
my house at four in the morning and woke me up tapping on the window of my room.
Aram, he said.I jumped out of bed and looked out of the window. I couldn’t believe what I
saw.
It wasn’t morning yet, but it was summer and with daybreak not many minutes around the
corner of the world it was light enough for me to know I wasn’t dreaming.
Magnificence – extremely beautiful
Daybreak – dawn
3. One day nine-year-old Aram was asleep and was in a world of
extremely beautiful imagination. His life was pleasant and kind
of, in a mysterious dream. His cousin Mourad showed up on the
window of his room at 4 in the morning. He called Aram, who
jumped out of his bed and still couldn’t believe what he saw out
of the window. It was dawn and there was light enough outside
to make him see outside what made him believe he wasn’t
dreaming.
Explanation
4. My cousin Mourad was sitting on a beautiful white horse.
I stuck my head out of the window and rubbed my eyes.
Yes, he said in Armenian. It’s a horse. You’re not dreaming.
Make it quick if you want to ride.
I knew my cousin Mourad enjoyed being alive more than anybody else who had ever
fallen into the world by mistake, but this was more than even I could believe.
In the first place, my earliest memories had been memories of horses and my first
longings had been longings to ride.
This was the wonderful part.
Armenian – official language of Armenia branch
Longings – an aching desire
5. Mourad was sitting on a white horse. Aram rubbed his eyes and
stuck out his head out of the window. Mourad assured him it was
not a dream. He asked if he wanted a ride, he must make it quick.
Mourad was the type of person who enjoyed being alive but he
couldn’t believe that he was seeing a horse in front of him.
Aram’s earliest memory was of horses and he always wanted to
ride one. This was the wonderful part that he was actually going
to ride a horse for real.
Explanation
6. In the second place, we were poor.
This was the part that wouldn’t permit me to believe what I saw.
We were poor. We had no money. Our whole tribe was poverty stricken. Every
branch of the Garoghlanian family was living in the most amazing and comical
poverty in the world. Nobody could understand where we ever got money enough to
keep us with food in our bellies, not even the old men of the family. Most important
of all, though, we were famous for our honesty. We had been famous for our
honesty for something like eleven centuries, even when we had been the wealthiest
family in what we liked to think was the world. We were proud first, honest next, and
after that we believed in right and wrong. None of us would take advantage of
anybody in the world, let alone steal.
Comical – funny
Garoghlanian – an Armenian tribe
7. Explanation
Aram’s family was poor and had no money so it was difficult for
him to believe in what he saw outside his house. He belonged to
the Garoghlanian family that was strictly and funnily in poverty.
They didn’t even know how they managed to get food for
themselves every day. Although his tribe was poor, they were
known for their honesty for eleven centuries. They were honest,
proud and always believed in right and wrong. No one from their
family would ever steal anything or would take advantage of
anyone in the world.
8. Consequently, even though I could see the horse, so magnificent; even though I
could smell it, so lovely; even though I could hear it breathing, so exciting; I
couldn’t believe the horse had anything to do with my cousin Mourad or with
me or with any of the other members of our family, asleep or awake, because I
knew my cousin Mourad couldn’t have bought the horse, and if he couldn’t have
bought it he must have stolen it, and I refused to believe he had stolen it.
No member of the Garoghlanian family could be a thief.
I stared first at my cousin and then at the horse. There was a pious stillness
and humour in each of them which on the one hand delighted me and on the
other frightened me.
Consequently – as a result
Pious – religious
9. Explanation
Aram was so excited that he was seeing a horse that was so
pleasant and beautiful. He could smell it and hear it
breathing and still couldn’t believe that Mourad or anyone in
the family could afford a horse. He was thinking if Mourad
had stolen the horse but he didn’t believe it as he thought no
one in his family could be a thief. He stared at his cousin and
then at the horse. There was religious motionlessness and
wittiness in both Mourad and the horse as one charmed him
and the other scared him.
10. Mourad, I said, where did you steal this horse?
Leap out of the window, he said, if you want to ride.It was true, then. He had stolen the
horse. There was no question about it. He had come to invite me to ride or not, as I
chose.
Well, it seemed to me stealing a horse for a ride was not the same thing as stealing
something else, such as money. For all I knew, maybe it wasn’t stealing at all. If you
were crazy about horses the way my cousin Mourad and I were, it wasn’t stealing.
It wouldn’t become stealing until we offered to sell the horse, which of course, I knew
we would never do.
Let me put on some clothes, I said.
All right, he said, but hurry.
I leaped into my clothes. I jumped down to the yard from the window and leaped up
onto the horse behind my cousin Mourad.
Leap out – jump out from a place
11. Explanation
He asked Mourad if he had stolen the horse. Mourad replied if he wants a
ride he must jump out of the window. Aram was convinced that the horse
was stolen by Mourad. He came to visit him to ask him to ride it with him.
Aram tried to convince himself that it was not the same as stealing money
as they both were so crazy about riding a horse. He thought that it would
not be called stealing until they decide to sell it which they would never do.
Aram said he will wear some clothes and come outside. He jumped down
to his yard from his room’s window and sat on the horse behind his cousin.
12. That year we lived Behind our house was the country: vineyards, orchards, irrigation ditches, and country roads. In
less than three minutes we were on Olive Avenue, and then the horse began to trot. The air was new and lovely to
breathe. The feel of the horse running was wonderful. My cousin Mourad who was considered one of the craziest
members of our family began to sing. I mean, he began to roar.
Every family has a crazy streak in it somewhere, and my cousin Mourad was considered the natural descendant of
the crazy streak in our tribe. Before him was our uncle Khosrove, an enormous man with a powerful head of black
hair and the largest moustache in the San Joaquin Valley a man so furious in temper, so irritable, so impatient that
he stopped anyone from talking by roaring, It is no harm; pay no attention to it.
Vineyard – plantation of grapevines used in winemaking
Orchards – a piece of land of the plantation of fruits
Irrigation ditches – manmade channel used to deliver water to homes, industries and other uses
Trot – proceed with something
Descendant – a system that develops from an earlier simple version
Streak – race
Enormous - huge
San Joaquin Valley – one of the long interior valleys of California
.
13. Explanation
Aram lived at the edge of the town on Walnut Avenue. There were orchards,
vineyards, irrigation ditches and country roads behind his house. They were on
Olive Avenue within three minutes and the horse started to proceed. The air felt
new and lovely to breathe. Aram felt wonderful sitting on the horse which was
running. Mourad started singing loudly who was considered one of the craziest
members of the family. There is one crazy person in every family and Mourad was
the one natural descendant of a crazy race in their tribe. Before Mourad was Uncle
Khosrove was the one huge man with black hair and largest moustache in the
valley. He had an energetic temper and was impatient which was irritating. He used
to make anyone stop talking by roaring and say ‘it is no harm, pay no attention to
it.’
14. That was all, no matter what anybody happened to be talking about. Once it was his own son
Arak running eight blocks to the barber’s shop where his father was having his moustache
trimmed to tell him their house was on fire. This man Khosrove sat up in the chair and roared, It is
no harm; pay no attention to it. The barber said, But the boy says your house is on fire. So
Khosrove roared, Enough, it is no harm, I say.
My cousin Mourad was considered the natural descendant of this man, although Mourad’s father
was Zorab, who was practical and nothing else. That’s how it was in our tribe. A man could be the
father of his son’s flesh, but that did not mean that he was also the father of his spirit. The
distribution of the various kinds of spirit of our tribe had been from the beginning capricious and
vagrant.
We rode and my cousin Mourad sang. For all anybody knew we were still in the old country where,
at least according to some of our neighbours, we belonged. We let the horse run as long as it felt
like running.
Capricious – inconsistent change of mood
Vagrant – a person without a settled home or work
15. Explanation
Uncle Khosrove was always this rigid no matter who happened to be talking about
in front of him. Once his own son, Arav, came running to him when he was getting
his moustache trimmed at the barber's shop. He told him the house was on fire to
which he roared and said the same dialogue. Barber was amused and tried to talk
to him about it but as usual, Khosrove roared again and did not pay attention to it.
Mourad was considered to be a natural descendant of this man but he was not his
son. His father was Zorab who was a practical person. A child could look like his
father but doesn’t mean he gets his nature and attitude just the same. There are
different kinds of people in their tribes – moody and without any settled work or
home. They were still riding the horse and Mourad was still singing loudly. They
were still in the countryside where according to their neighbours, they belonged to.
16. At last my cousin Mourad said, Get down. I want to ride alone.
Will you let me ride alone? I asked.
That is up to the horse, my cousin said. Get down.
The horse will let me ride, I said.
We shall see, he said. Don’t forget that I have a way with a horse.
Well, I said, any way you have with a horse, I have also.
For the sake of your safety, he said, let us hope so. Get down.
All right, I said, but remember you’ve got to let me try to ride alone.
I got down and my cousin Mourad kicked his heels into the horse and shouted, Vazire,
run. The horse stood on its hind legs, snorted, and burst into a fury of speed that was the
loveliest thing I had ever seen. My cousin Mourad raced the horse across a field of dry
grass to an irrigation ditch, crossed the ditch on the horse, and five minutes later returned,
dripping wet.
17. Explanation
Mourad asked him to get down as he wanted to ride alone. Aram asked if he could
ride the horse alone. He said it is up to the horse if he wants to ride you along and
asked him to get Mourad down again. Aram tried to convince him that the horse
would let him ride to which Mourad said that we shall see and told Aram that he
had a way with a horse. Aram told him that he had it too. Mourad told him to get
down and said it is for his own safety, let us hope so. Aram got down while telling
him that he will ride the horse alone. Mourad kicked his heels in the horse and
shouted run to him. The horse stood on its hind legs, breathed out and ran into a
speed. Mourad raced the horse across a field of dry grass and irrigation ditches.
When they arrived five minutes later, they were wet.
18. The sun was coming up.Now it’s my turn to ride, I said. My cousin Mourad got off the horse.
Ride, he said.I leaped to the back of the horse and for a moment knew the most awful fear
imaginable. The horse did not move. Kick into his muscles, my cousin Mourad said. What are
you waiting for? We’ve got to take him back before everybody in the world is up and about. I
kicked into the muscles of the horse. Once again it reared and snorted. Then it began to run. I
didn’t know what to do.
Instead of running across the field to the irrigation ditch the horse ran down the road to the
vineyard of Dikran Halabian where it began to leap over vines. The horse leaped over seven
vines before I fell. Then it continued running.
My cousin Mourad came running down the road.
I’m not worried about you, he shouted. We’ve gotta get that horse. You go this way and I’ll go
this way. If you come upon him, be kindly. I’ll be near.
Reared – raised
Snorted – breathed out
19. Explanation
The sun was almost up and Aram told him it was his turn to ride. Mourad got
off and Aram sat on the horse. He was fearful and the horse did not move.
Mourad tried to guide him by saying that he should try to kick into his muscles
and told him that he should hurry because they need to take him back before
everyone woke up. Aram kicked into the muscles of the horse to which the
horse again raised and breathed out. The horse began to run and Aram didn’t
know what to do next. The horse started going towards the road that leads to
the vineyard of Dikran Halabian. It began to move over vines and Aram fell
down. The horse continued to run and Mourad came running down the road
towards him. Mourad told him that he is not worried about him but they need
to find the horse. They both went different ways to find him. He instructed
Aram to be kind if he saw him anywhere.
20. I continued down the road and my cousin, Mourad went across the field toward the irrigation
ditch.
It took him half an hour to find the horse and bring him back.
All right, he said, jump on. The whole world is awake now.
What will we do? I said.
Well, he said, we’ll either take him back or hide him until tomorrow morning.
He didn’t sound worried and I knew he’d hide him and not take him back. Not for a while, at any
rate.
Where will we hide him? I said.
I know a place, he said.
How long ago did you steal this horse? I said.
It suddenly dawned on me that he had been taking these early morning rides for some time and
had come for me this morning only because he knew how much I longed to ride.
Dawned – appeared
21. Explanation
Aram looked for the horse down the road and Mourad went towards the
irrigation ditch. He came back after thirty minutes with the horse. He told him
to jump over as the whole world was awake by then. Aram asked what would
they do now to which Mourad told him about two options – take him back or
hide him until tomorrow. Mourad was not worried and Aram knew that Mourad
would hide him somewhere and not take him back for a while. Aram asked him
where Mourad would hide him, Mourad told him about a place he knew which
would be perfect as a hidden spot. Aram eagerly asked him when he stole the
horse. It appeared to him that Mourad had been taking the horse for morning
rides for quite some time and he showed up this morning to ask Aram to ride
along because he knew he was longing to ride one.
22. Who said anything about stealing a horse? he said.
Anyhow, I said, how long ago did you begin riding every morning?
Not until this morning, he said.
Are you telling the truth? I said.
Of course not, he said, but if we are found out, that’s what you’re to say. I don’t want both of us to be liars. All
you know is that we started riding this morning.
All right, I said.
He walked the horse quietly to the barn of a deserted vineyard which at one time had been the pride of a
farmer named Fetvajian. There were some oats and dry alfalfa in the barn.
We began walking home.
It wasn’t easy, he said, to get the horse to behave so nicely.
At first it wanted to run wild, but, as I’ve told you, I have a way with a horse. I can get it to want to do anything I
want it to do.
Horses understand me.
Alfalfa – a flowering plant
23. Explanation
Mourad shuts him down by asking a counter-question about who talks about
stealing a horse. Aram tried to change the question by asking him since how long
was he riding the horse every morning. Mourad told him that morning was the first
time. Aram was not convinced and asked him if he was telling the truth. Mourad
said, if anyone asked Aram, he should say that it was true. He further added that he
didn’t want them to be liars but they had to say only this. Aram agreed and Mourad
walked the horse quietly towards the barn of a deserted vineyard. It belonged to a
farmer named Fetvajian. The barn had some oats and alfalfa. They started walking
home. Mourad told Aram that it was not easy to get the horse to behave nicely as it
wanted to run wild at first. He told him again that he had a way with a horse and he
could get them to do whatever he wants to. Horses understood him
24. How do you do it? I said.
I have an understanding with a horse, he said.
Yes, but what sort of an understanding? I said.
A simple and honest one, he said.
Well, I said, I wish I knew how to reach an understanding like that with a horse.
You’re still a small boy, he said. When you get to be thirteen you’ll know how to do it.
I went home and ate a hearty breakfast.
That afternoon my uncle Khosrove came to our house for coffee and cigarettes. He sat in the parlour,
sipping and smoking and remembering the old country. Then another visitor arrived, a farmer named John
Byro, an Assyrian who, out of loneliness, had learned to speak Armenian. My mother brought the lonely
visitor coffee and tobacco and he rolled a cigarette and sipped and smoked, and then at last, sighing sadly,
he said, My white horse which was stolen last month is still gone — I cannot understand it.
My uncle Khosrove became very irritated and shouted, It’s no harm. What is the loss of a horse? Haven’t we
all lost the homeland? What is this crying over a horse?
Parlour – a sitting space in a house
25. Explanation
Aram amusingly asked him how he controlled the horse to which Mourad said he has an
understanding with the horse. Aram asked him what sort of understanding did he have with
him to which Mourad told him – a simple and honest one. Aram confessed he would also
like to know how to have an understanding with a horse. Mourad assured Aram by saying
that he is still a small boy, he will learn when he will be thirteen. Aram went home and ate
breakfast. That day, his uncle Khosrove visited his house for coffee and cigarettes. He sat in
the parlour and was remembering the old country when a person came to visit him. He was
John Byro, a farmer, who learned to speak Armenian because of loneliness. His mother
bought Byro some coffee and tobacco. He sipped and smoked and told them about his
missing white horse who was stolen last month and he is not able to find it. Khosrove roared
again that it’s no harm and shouted that why he was crying over a lost horse when they had
lost their homeland.
26. That may be all right for you, a city dweller, to say, John Byro said, but what of my surrey? What
good is a surrey without a horse? Pay no attention to it, my uncle Khosrove roared.
I walked ten miles to get here, John Byro said.You have legs, my uncle Khosrove shouted.
My left leg pains me, the farmer said.Pay no attention to it, my uncle Khosrove roared.
That horse cost me sixty dollars, the farmer said.I spit on money, my uncle Khosrove said.
He got up and stalked out of the house, slamming the screen door.My mother explained.He has a
gentle heart, she said. It is simply that he is homesick and such a large man.The farmer went away
and I ran over to my cousin Mourad’s house.He was sitting under a peach tree, trying to repair the
hurt wing of a young robin which could not fly. He was talking to the bird.
What is it? he said.
The farmer, John Byro, I said. He visited our house. He wants his horse. You’ve had it a month. I
want you to promise not to take it back until I learn to ride.
City Dweller – a person who lives in a city
Surrey – a country in South-East England
27. Explanation
John replied to Khosrove that he would not bother as he lives in a city but his
country was of no good without his horse. Khosrove shouted that he must not pay
any attention to it. John told him that he walked down ten miles to come here.
Khosrove shouted that he has legs to which John said his left leg hurt. Khosrove
again tried to shut him down by saying that he should not pay any attention to it.
John shared that the horse cost him sixty dollars. Khosrove said he would spit on
the money after which John got up and went away slamming the door. Aram’s
mother told him that John had a gentle heart as he was homesick and he was such
a large man. Aram went to Mourad, he was sitting under a peach tree talking to a
robin bird. He was repairing the wing that was hurt. Aram told him about John Byro
and how he visited their house and he wanted his horse. Aram asked him not to
return the horse until he learns to ride it.
28. It will take you a year to learn to ride, my cousin Mourad said.
We could keep the horse a year, I said.
My cousin Mourad leaped to his feet.
What? he roared. Are you inviting a member of the Garoghlanian family to steal? The
horse must go back to its true owner.
When? I said.
In six months at the latest, he said.
He threw the bird into the air. The bird tried hard, almost fell twice, but at last flew
away, high and straight.
Early every morning for two weeks my cousin Mourad and I took the horse out of the
barn of the deserted vineyard where we were hiding it and rode it, and every morning
the horse, when it was my turn to ride alone, leaped over grape vines and small trees
and threw me and ran away. Nevertheless, I hoped in time to learn to ride the way my
cousin Mourad rode.
One morning on the way to Fetvajian’s deserted vineyard we ran into the farmer John
Byro who was on his way to town.
Let me do the talking, my cousin Mourad said. I have a way with farmers.
29. Explanation
Mourad told Aram that it will take him a whole year to learn to ride a horse.
Aram said they could keep him for a year then. Mourad stood up on his feet
and shouted at him about encouraging him to be a thief in spite of being a
member of the Garoghlanian family. He declared that the horse should go
to his true owner. Aram asked when would they have to return the horse to
which Mourad said in six months. He threw the bird into the air, it almost
fell twice but flew at last. For the next two weeks, they both would take the
horse out of the barn and ride it. But every morning the horse would throw
Aram and run away whenever he tried to ride it. He still hoped he would
learn to ride it the way his cousin did. Once on the way to the deserted
vineyard to hide the horse again, they met John Byro who was on his way to
town. Mourad insisted on talking to him as he had a way with farmers.
30. Good morning, John Byro, my cousin Mourad said to the farmer.
The farmer studied the horse eagerly.
Good morning, son of my friends, he said. What is the name of your horse?
My Heart, my cousin Mourad said in Armenian.
A lovely name, John Byro said, for a lovely horse. I could swear it is the horse that
was stolen from me many weeks ago.
May I look into his mouth?
Of course, Mourad said.
The farmer looked into the mouth of the horse.
Tooth for tooth, he said. I would swear it is my horse if I didn’t know your parents.
The fame of your family for honesty is well known to me. Yet the horse is the twin
of my horse. A suspicious man would believe his eyes instead of his heart. Good
day, my young friends.
31. Explanation
Mourad wished him Good Morning and Byro saw the horse carefully. Byro
wished them back and asked the name of the horse. Mourad said ‘My
Heart’ in Armenian language. Byro complimented that it was a lovely name
for a lovely horse. He swore that it was his horse that was stolen weeks
ago. He asked if he could look into his mouth. After looking from tooth to
tooth, it said it was his horse if he didn’t know his parents. He said the
horse was a twin of his horse. He further said that his family is all for
honesty but the horse looks just like the one he lost. A man who is
suspicious would easily believe his eyes and not his heart. He wished them
and went away.
32. Good day, John Byro, my cousin Mourad said.
Early the following morning we took the horse to John Byro’s vineyard
and put it in the barn. The dogs followed us around without making a
sound.
The dogs, I whispered to my cousin Mourad. I thought they would bark.
They would at somebody else, he said. I have a way with dogs.
My cousin Mourad put his arms around the horse, pressed his nose into
the horse’s nose, patted it, and then we went away.
That afternoon John Byro came to our house in his surrey and showed
my mother the horse that had been stolen and returned.
I do not know what to think, he said. The horse is stronger than ever.
Better-tempered, too. I thank God. My uncle Khosrove, who was in the
parlour, became irritated and shouted, Quiet, man, quiet. Your horse has
been returned. Pay no attention to it.
33. Explanation
Mourad wished him back. The next morning, they took the horse back to
John Byro’s vineyard and put it in his barn. The dogs followed them around
without making any sound. Mourad replied they would not bark at them
since he had a way with dogs. Mourad put his arms around the horse, then
pressed his nose into the horse’s nose. He patted him and then they went
away. That same afternoon, John came to Aram’s house in his surrey and
showed his mother his horse that returned. He said he didn’t know what to
think as the horse is much stronger now with a better temper. He thanked
god. Uncle Khosrove who was in the Parlour again shouted irritated, ‘Quiet,
man, quiet. Your horse has been returned. Pay no attention to it.’