Don't try this at home!

I have been around horses most of my life, having been born on a farm in Kansas. My two sister's and I rode bareback, not knowing what a saddle was until we were in our teens. The story I have to tell is funny now but not so funny at the time.
Our parents took us to the movies one night and we saw, "The Three Stooges" and all there stunts. The next day off to the barn we went, where we spent most of our time when not in school. We decided to try out the Three Stooges stunt where one of them jumped out of a top door of the hay barn onto a horse and I was picked to jump out of the hay barn onto the horse. So up I went in the barn and got in the door, I looked down where my sisters and the horse, Jewel were. I was about nine years old at the time and always picked to do the dirty work. My sister's were 10 and 12. I looked down and was to scared to jump. They keep hollering jump…jump… but I said no. My sister said come on down I will do the jumping. So down I went and up she went. I moved Jewel the horse directly under the hay barn door so she wouldn't miss her. Just as my sister jumped Jewel moved and came down on my foot and my sister hit the ground and about broke her butt. I think what we got from our dad hurt a lot worse then Jewel stepping on my foot and my sister landing on her butt. I loved that horse with all my heart and will never forget her. Jo in Phoenix