Created by the Storytellers of the Plains
The young man is jumping for joy out in the field with his horse. Yes! Well let's name this young man Cowboy George. He has a red hat and nice guitar he got for his birthday. That's why he's singing and jumping for joy. He parked his horse and he singing, running and jumping. The horse’s name is fireball because he's happy and likes that he can look at his person.
It's on the plains of Texas. There's not a lot on the plains for him to see. We are hearing him singing” Home on the range where the cows and coyotes see and the deer roaming around”. They roam around saying “yippee -yeah- hey”.
He hears somebody! Look how high he's jumping. I don't want to be behind the horse when he takes a dump. Well it smells like poo poo here. There's no other horse. He got up this morning and found out his dad gave him a new guitar and evidently he knew how to play it. He's been playing since he was two years old. He's been playing fourteen years.
It's a really blue sky ...a fence…nothing much.
He's jumping up in the top with the horse standing in the background because that's where George put him and he's ready to graze. The horse was given to him when George was a child and they would nay and bay together while he rode him around in the field. He's showing off his guitar and boots for his birthday.
The family is on the other side of the fence watching (it’s mother, father, grandma, grandpa, sister, brother, cows, pigs, dogs).
Let's name the dog Rex. Rex is a schnauzer. He likes to play with his toys and give kisses. Rex has no teeth but he can still lick. When George plays his guitar Rex dances in circles because he's excited. Music makes him happy. The horse’s name is Toronto and he's a good horse; he has his own saddle. Her has been trained and loves to ride around in circles with George and the new guitar.
Before this moment George was waiting for his birthday party to begin. He was singing songs with his new guitar.
They are up in the sky learning how to fly, playing the guitar, singing, “And the skies are not cloudy all day”.