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MARCH 2006 • VOLUME 7 • ©HORSES For LIFE™ Magazine TRUE STORY
ONCE upon a time. There was a sweet little boy, who loved horses. He was so proud the day that he got to show off for his classmates. His friends, classmates, and teachers had come out to visit our stable and to find out a little more about our riding program.
Adam had been coming out once a week to take lessons at our stable for the last two years. So with a minimum of assistance, we let Adam get to work. First he went and got his grooming tools and then proceeded to lovingly brush down his pony Snowstar. Meticulously he groomed Snowy until she gleamed with the attention. Methodically he cleaned out her hooves one by one. Then with anticipation he fetched his saddle, saddle blanket and bridle. He quickly placed the saddle blanket squarely on his mount and gently placed the saddle on her back. Grasping the bridle he made quick work of placing the bit gently into Snowstar’s mouth and placing the crown piece over ears, one by one. After leading his horse twice around the arena, we double checked the girth and he proudly mounted.
One of the teachers turned to another and blurted out, “I didn’t know Adam would even sit up if you asked him!!” I turned in surprise towards the hushed voice, wondering what the heck she was talking about.
March 2006 • Volume 7 HORSES FOR LIFE™ Please note all resources presented are © copyright protected by the original owners and reprinted with permission OR © Copyright Horses For Life™ 2005 to 2006 Please write to us! We would love to add your voice. Write to us on our contact page or email your letter to the editor directly at letters@horsesforlife.com
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