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18 Black BeautyWhen I turned four, a man came to take me away to Mr. Gordon%u2019s house at Birtwick Park. I was so unhappy because it was time to leave my home, my mother and Farmer Grey.%u201cMom, where am I going?%u201d I asked.%u201cYou%u2019re going to Mr. Gordon%u2019s house,%u201d my mother replied gently. %u201cYou%u2019re a big horse now, and you%u2019ll learn new things there.%u201d%u201cBut I%u2019ll miss you and Farmer Grey,%u201d I said sadly.%u201cI know, dear. But you%u2019ll make new friends and learn new things. Just be a good horse and remember Farmer Grey%u2019s lessons,%u201d my mother advised me.So, I said goodbye to my home, Farmer Grey, and my dear mother. As I left for Mr. Gordon%u2019s house, I felt a little sad but also a little excited. I remembered all the things my mother and Farmer Grey taught me.to miss : to feel sad about someone that you do not see nowGlossary