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a short story about girls and horses by Laurel M. Smith
Table of Contents: Chapter 1 -- Riding
Lessons
A Pony of Her Own
Nine year old Libby James had brown hair and freckles on her nose. Her long legs were perfect for her favorite thing -- horseback riding. Like most girls her age, she loved horses more than anything in the world. She read books about horses, drew pictures of horses, collected toy horses, and even pretended to be a horse sometimes. She dreamed of one day having a horse or pony of her very own. But until that day came, she would have to be content with the school horses during her riding classes at Spring Park Stables. There were six riders in the class: Libby, her best friend Lauren, Amy, Christy, Monica, and Jason who was Libby's younger brother. They were learning English style riding. Libby was riding Cracker-Jack today. He was a tall chestnut colored Standard-Bred horse with a broad white blaze down his face. He had a steady gait but was a bit on the lazy side. Libby gently squeezed Cracker-Jack's sides with her legs to get him moving a little faster just as she had been taught. She was falling behind the others and wanted to catch up. "Keep those heels down, Jason!" said their riding instructor, Miss Lee. "And watch that your hands don't get too high. "Your posture is looking great, Libby. There is such a nice visual line from your shoulders down through your hips and all the way to your heels. If you had your own pony, I'd say you were ready for the next riding level in Pony Club." Her compliments made Libby feel good. The Pony Club was a lot like her Girl Scout Troop except that Pony Club members had to own or lease their own horse or pony, and all the activities in the club were related to horseback riding. They took riding lessons together, learned how to train their own horses and ponies, and attended riding competitions. In the summer, they went to Pony Club camp with their ponies, and in the winter, they participated in a Knowledge Bowl. The Knowledge Bowl was like a spelling bee, except that instead of spelling, all the questions were about riding and caring for horses or ponies. A rating system was used to group Pony club members with other kids of their same riding ability for competitions and instruction. Miss Lee's compliments about being in the next riding level were nice, but Pony Club was just a far away dream for Libby without a horse or pony of her own. Miss Lee now wanted her class to take their horses through the pole obstacle. She had laid out six poles on the ground and evenly spaced them. The riders were to trot the horses through them taking only one step between each pole. It was a fun exercise because the horses always went with a little more spring in their step through the poles. Christy went first followed by Amy. They went through one by one. Then it was Libby's turn. Cracker-Jack was being lazy as usual. Libby had to really work just to get him to trot, but he finally took the poles easily with his long stride. It was great fun learning how to ride during her lessons every Saturday, but she had to ride different horses all the time. Some of them were easy and others more difficult. It was hard to get used to riding any one in only an-hour lesson each week. "It's all part of becoming a good rider," Miss Lee once told her. Most of the lesson horses were big. Many of the lesson horses were also for sale. Their owners made them available for lessons so that lots of different people could try them. Miss Lee was very good at finding a perfect match for each horse that was for sale. Occasionally, a smaller pony was available for lessons, but not very often. Libby loved ponies. In fact, she adored them. They were much more her size. She was definitely a pony person. "Keep your chin up, Lauren!" said Miss Lee as the riders trotted around the lesson paddock on their mounts. "Let's try a slow canter to the right now, everyone!" They all gathered up their reins a little and urged their horses forward into a nice canter or a very slow gallop. Libby had a little trouble convincing Cracker-Jack to get moving again, but eventually he agreed and was cantering along with the rest. "Let's all pull up to a halt now, and show me how well you can back up your horses! Very nice. Now, one more canter, but in the other direction this time." The lesson was almost over. Libby would have to wait until next week before she got to ride again. "If I had my own pony.....I could ride every day for as long as I like!" she thought to herself. Her friend Lauren was really lucky. Her parents had promised to buy her a horse or pony by the end of the summer if she became a good enough rider. Lauren was spending the summer trying out the different horses at each lesson to decide which one she liked the best. Although Lauren was her best friend, Libby couldn't help feeling a little jealous. Libby had been taking riding lessons at the stable all summer and was becoming quite good. "I'll become the best rider I can be," she promised herself. "Then maybe someday I'll have my own horse or pony, and I'll be able to ride everyday like Lauren will. Maybe I'll even join the Pony Club too." She just kept dreaming.
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