10,000 White Horses

Come catch a wave as a child pretends that 10,000 white horses rise from the sea foam. The child misses the first wave, is dunked by the second one, but catches the third one. Throughout the book, the text reflects the rhythm of the galloping horses and the waves. This "try, try again" tale crescendos with these lines. "I caught you!" I shout.

We're whisking, frisking, thumping, bumping, gliding, sliding in the stampede as ten thousand white horses go bolting to shore - ten thousand white horses and more.