The Buffalo Storm By Katherine Applegate I was not afraid of anything (except maybe storms). I’d coaxed a wild-eyed colt to take a saddle, and climbed the oak by my grandmother’s barn higher than all the boys, cloud-catching high. I was not afraid of anything, so when my papa said, We’re going west to Oregon, I begged to drive the oxen team across the endless prairie. 난 아무것도 두렵지 않았어요. (아마도 폭풍 빼고..