Goat under the wagons

In my youth, I lived with my parents in the village near railway station. We kept three goats and goat, and by the summer, together with the young, a whole flock was obtained. There was no pasture nearby, and we grasp it on the railway tracks. The lines were in deepening, and the trains went as it were in the corridors. Adult goats were kept on the ropes, and the young walked freely.
And here, imagine, there is a loaded composition, wagons of forty, and begins to slow down in front of the station. Noise, rumble, dust, sparks from under the wheels fly, and kids do not have time to take away to the shepherd and remain on the other side of the composition. But they are scary, and they begin to jump under the walking train. Choose a moment, dive under one car, and jump out from under the other. Everyone resorted to me, stuff up with fruits into my legs and are waiting for the train. I was terribly terribly closed my eyes. But for 10 years no goats were injured. I now seems miracle now.