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Blogfest #3: My First Ever Riding Lesson

Published by • Feb 6th, 2009 • Category: Blogfest, Junior Blogger Archives

Blogfestby ponygalmaddy, age 13

This may not be a scary, exciting or amazing tale, but it will bring a smile to your face. It is about the first riding lesson I ever had.

Even as a young child I was always interested in horses. There used to be livery stables by my house in Spain, and I used to beg my dad to take me there to watch the horses. One day, we were driving down to the local promenade for a walk when I noticed a sign saying ‘escuela de arte equestre’ (horse riding). My mum saw it and said we could go and have a look. We turned off the road into the campo and followed the straight road up to the riding school. Even though the road was straight, we still managed to get lost and had to ask for directions!

Once we had found our way and had turned up a road I saw the tall brass gates. I impatiently pulled at the handle and sprang out of the car. The car park was very quiet. We walked over to the tack shop but it was closed. Then I saw it — a menage full of all different types of riding and horses. There were trained Andalusian’s performing high dressage movements, warmbloods and thoroughbreds soaring over 5-foot jumps, children cantering around on their ponies and nervous adults on their trustworthy cobs. I had died and gone to heaven.

We walked along the path leading to the riding school arena where a class was taking place, and we found the English instructor to have a chat with. She was a tall lady with black hair and blue eyes, standing there with a lit cigarette in her hand. She asked questions of height, weight, allergies and disabilities. Then she asked what sort of experience I had and my dad replied, “Oh yes, she can ride.” But I had only ever sat on a beach donkey — just like my dad to throw me into the deep end! Well, they booked me into the advanced group and said, “See you tomorrow.”

All night I tossed and turned, dreaming of riding a big grey Andalusian horse performing piaffe and being the best in the class. If I only knew…

I got there at 2 o’clock sharp, prepared to show them how good I was. Then they showed me to my ride, a big gelding. I smiled sheepishly as they unclipped the horse and gave him to me. I led the horse out to the arena and waited my turn to be hoisted on. My legs went like jelly and my face went white, but I was still happy to be there. While the lady put twists in my stirrups, I asked her, “Am I safe?” She replied, “Yes. We put children on horses every day,” and stomped off.

There was about ten in one class and I was fourth in line. As I have never ridden before, I had no control, so this horse decided he wanted to go second in line. A spoiled little boy started whining because he was third in line, and I got told off. After that we started to canter (lope). Little by little the saddle slipped, and I was hanging off shouting for help before the instructor noticed. My best friend sat there and laughed her head off. Then came the jumping, which, thankfully I didn’t have to do because I’m sure I would have fallen off.

Even though I had a terrible lesson, I still got back on the horse and have been riding ever since.

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  1. That’s really funny. I think you should have protested a tiny bit when your dad said that you could ride though. It certaintly might have helped find you the right horse in the right lesson. My first lesson was great too, on the most darling pony called Prancer who had a nasty habit of tossing his head up and down. I was 4 and I loved him to bits. I still do!

  2. I give anything to ride an Andalusian…..!:)
    Great blog!I loved how you described everything in story-fashion!

  3. I love Analusians!!!!!!!!!!!!

  4. Sorry, I meant Andalusian.

  5. Andalusians are ok…but the best breed is the Peruvian Paso!!

  6. Hey Salsa! I don’t know much about Peruvian Pasos. But I sure like, Andalusians, Quarter Horses, Lusitanos, and Appaloosas. Can you tell me more about Peruvian Pasos?

  7. Great job, ponygalmaddy! That did bring a smile to my face. My first riding lesson wasn’t so great either, but I still had fun.

    I can’t wait to read another blog of yours!
    mustangmane

    P.S. Sorry this is so short. You did a wonderful job on the blog. But I gotta get off ‘cuz a thunderstorm is soon to arrive…

  8. This was very entertaining to read. My first lesson was on a trustworthy old pony with a great temperament, so it turned out pretty well.

  9. That’s an awesome story, but isn’t it really unsafe to canter and jump in a first lesson?
    Regaurdless, great writing!

  10. ponygalmaddy, are you spanish? I’m puerto-rican, but I was born in the US. I think Andalusians, Peruvian Pasos, Paso Finos, and all of them Spanish horses are the best. But then, I think all horses are awesome!

  11. Thats funny! i would have been terribly embarrassed!