Hoofbeats in Africa

Born on a farm in Africa, riding before I could walk, it still came as a surprise to my mother when I announced one day that I wanted a pony of my own. But I had to prove I was serious about my sudden infatuation of horses and who better to prove myself on than clever Deborah the donkey, who knew far more than I did and had many tricks up her er..hoof? Share my childhood where Zebras walked in the house, bombs blew up in maths lessons and freedom came at a price. Like every child I aimed for glory but life always has some unexpected turns on the way. Happy reading.