tall!”thecowsaid.“It’sjustashighasmylowerlegs,youcangoacrossit.It’ssafe.”Thenthelittlehorsewasreadytogoacrossthewater.Justthen,asquirrelinthetreeshoutedtohim:“Littlehorse,don’tgointhewater.It’stoodeep.You’llgetdrawned,andoneofmyfriendsgotdrawnedinitafewdaysago.”Sothelittlehorsedrewbackhislegsquickly,hehadtogobacktoaskhismotherwhattodo.Whenhismotherheardhisstory,shelaughedandsaidtohim,“Mychild,it’snotenoughifyouonlylistentotheothers.youmusttryitbyyourself,thenyou‘llfindthetruth.”Thelittlehorsecamebacktotheriveragain.Whenheputhislegsinthewateragain,thesquirrelcriedoutagain:“Littlehorse,it’sdangerous,youcan’tdothat!”“Letmehavetry.”Thehorsesaid.Andwiththosewordshewalkedcarefullyacrosstheriver.Thewaterwasneitherthatshallowasthecowhadtoldhimnorthatdeepasthesquirrelhaddescribed.ItwasjustOKforhim.