The Horse and His
Boy
The Third book in the The
Chronicles of Narnia series
Reviewed by: Sawyer H.
The story
begins with a fisherman named Arsheesh and a boy that called him Father, Shasta
was the boy’s name. The boy wasn’t really the fisherman’s son because the boy
had fair white skin. The fisherman however had cinnamon skin. One day a man on
a fine war horse came up to their small Shack of a house. He had a deep red
dyed beard and looked like a prince. The person on the horse demanded
hospitality. Arsheesh gave the stranger dinner (which the stranger didn’t care
for).
Shasta was sent outside with a hunk of bread
like on most occasions when someone visited. When he was outside he couldn’t
help but overhearing the stranger and the fisherman talking. Then the fisherman
told the stranger how he got his son. “One night I heard a cry when I was
sleeping I went outside and saw a rowboat drifting towards me and saw a dead
man and a baby the man had just died (because he was still warm) But the baby
was alive. Doubtlessly escaped from a ship wreck,” the stranger said.
“That boy
will make a great slave” said the stranger. “How much will he cost” the
stranger said. “I’ll give you fifteen Crescents” said the stranger. “Fifteen!!
My price is seventy” said the fisherman. At this point Shasta got up and
tiptoed away. Shasta now felt like you would if your parents were talking about
how much to sell you for a slave to a stranger.
Shasta
thought the life he had was much better than a slave’s. For all he knew the
stranger on the horse might treat him better than he was treated now. Now
learning how he got to have been in this country where there were no people
that he knew of that had fair white skin. He could be any one he could be the
son of a Taarkan himself or the son of the Tirsoc (May he live forever). Now he
knew that he had no relation to Arsheesh and that took a great weight off his
shoulders.
He walked
over to the stranger’s horse and patted it on the neck. He wondered what the
stranger would be like. Would he feed me nice meals or would he be forced to
work in the field in chains. Would he give him nice clothes or would he have to
wear rags. Shasta lifted the horses head and stroked its soft nose and said, “I
wish you could talk.” Then the horse said, “Oh but I can.”
This book
would be a great one for adventurous Fiction lovers in fourth grade to college.
I loved this book it always keeps you on edge and is happy throughout the
story. If you’ve read any of the following you’ll love this book: Harry
Potter, The Tale of Despereaux, Beast Quest and Where the
Wild Things Are.
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