Something about the blurb for this fictional take on the story of a real-life war horse drew me in, and I couldn’t help but finish it in a couple of days.
On the fictional side, it’s the tale of a Teodor, a boy somewhere on the autistic spectrum—at a time when such things were not understood—who makes a connection with a horse, and thereby to some extent with the humans who surround him. Not a great extent, but as he’s never connected with his father—who leaves, never to return, to join the Czech resistance to the Nazis—or even his mother, who does her best for the boy and tries to understand him—the fact that he begins to speak for the first time, aged twelve, once he begins to care for horses, is a breakthrough.
On the factual side, the horse with which Teodor makes a particular connection is Witez II, a real-life Arabian stallion bred at the Polish stud farm and saved, along with hundreds of others, at the end of the Second World War. Witez was thereafter transported to the USA to live as both a breeding and showing stallion until his death in 1965.
Not being a rider—although I’m married to someone who was, and enjoy watching equestrian events—I wasn’t aware of the history portrayed here by author M J Evans. Who knew that the Nazis continued to need horses, alongside tanks, in WW2? That they ‘acquired’ all the horses they could from around Europe to supply their requirement for six hundred horses per month? That’s seventy-two thousand horses each year, perishing in man-made war—and their mainly-forgotten story needs to be told, alongside that of the human losses. The author makes a good job of telling it, and left me more knowledgeable than when I went into this text.
Whether you’re a ‘horse person’ or not, this is a story well-worth reading.