What Am I Riddles

Thirty white horses stand on a red hill. First they champ. Then they stamp. Then they stand still. What are they?

Without fingers, I point. Without arms, I strike. Without feet, I run. What am I?

Skinny I am fast, fat I am slow, but I’ll still delight you from your eyes to your nose. What am I?

When I am released to the wind, you look away and you pretend, but away your friends I will send. What am I?

I am a small room but no life lives inside, no matter what weather looms, very cold my residents reside. What am I?