Ponies and Poems: A Place to Begin
by Julia | It has been at least six years since I sat at my family’s clunky desktop computer and typed up my first poem. It was about the first horse I rode at my local riding stable, and it was back when I was absolutely convinced every poem had to rhyme. I submitted it to Girls Horse Club, and I was overcome with excitement to find it had been published on the site…
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by Briana | It was March 14, a Thursday. The afternoon was warmer for a March day. I gathered my grooming tools from the barn, then headed out to the meadow where Amigo is kept. Rewind a little… Amigo was a birthday gift I received in June 2012, less than a year ago. Amigo was small, but he had a big heart. Like they say, big things come in small packages…
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by Molly
Free like the wind
Running wild
My first encounter with you
When I was a child…
by Jenny
Pretty little horse,
Gallop across the field,
I call him back and there he is…
by Jenny | Hi, my name is Jenny and this is my very first blog! I am younger than a lot of you but that doesn’t stop me from telling you about my favourite riding school pony, Candy. She is a beautiful chestnut with a white stripe down her nose. Candy is my pony hero because when my first riding school pony, Smurf, got ill…
{more»}by molly_spike | When I was five, I started riding. I enjoyed every minute of it and never wanted my lesson to end. But on the 22nd of September, 2009, my yard had to close due to financial issues. All the horses were to be sold. All of them got sold to the same stable, which had just opened and was looking for horses… all of them except my beloved Spike…
{more»}by Macy | A couple of months ago I went on my first REAL trail ride by myself. I got Jet out of the pen and got out the saddle and bridle. I hooked him up to the cross ties, groomed him and tacked him up. I got out the step stool and hopped on him. I usually don’t ride by myself, but I only was gone for a little bit. (And no, I don’t ride by myself all the time because it’s not very safe.)
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