Girls Horse Club Blog

Never Mentioned

Published by • Feb 13th, 2009 • Category: Horse Dreams, Junior Blogger Archives

by mustangmane, age 10

Never once have I mentioned I don’t take lessons any longer. It is not because I am afraid; I never have been or will be. Owning a horse is another thing. Times are rough and the economy is falling. I can’t afford one and don’t have the time. That is another dream, yet to come, still hoping.

Over the last years, I still wonder, “When will I ride once again and feel the breeze in my face; my hair whirling?” I feel as if somewhere out there a horseĀ  is waiting to be ridden by me. Waiting as I wait.

My mum has a friend who owns four horses. I have been to where her horses are boarded and ridden a couple times. It’s like my own private lessons for free. But over the last few months, we’ve lost touch and contact. Neither my mum or I have heard from her.

But I still have hope. I believe that when the time is right, the horse is right, and I’M right and ready, the time will come. The horse that has been waiting for me all this time, as I have been for him, will be ridden. And I will gallop once again, feel the breeze in my face, and my hair whirling.

All of it stronger than ever before.

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  1. Bravo mustangmane! I know what it’s like. I used to take riding lessons, but the instructor was “jipping” us. We weren’t getting our money’s worth out of it. I love your blogs, my friend!
    Your Friend,
    Wild Rose

  2. Very nice, and well written, im sorry to hear you havent been able to ride, but like you said there is a horse out there perfect for u that u will someday ride

  3. Mustangmane, you are possibly one of the most talented writers I have ever had the pleasure of reading. Even though this blog was short, I could tell how you were feeling, and I could almost feel the wind whirling MY hair. You are AWESOME!

  4. YOU ARE AWESOME MUSTANGMANE!

  5. Thanks guys!

    Wild Rose- Aww! You are sweet. Thank you so much. I love your blogs too! You’re awesome as well!

    ginger- Thanks for your support. I can’t wait to find that perfect horse!

    mustang23- Thank you sooo much! You’re awesome too! I’m glad I wrote it so readers could know how I feel.

    Wild Rose- YOU ARE AWESOME!!

    Thanks ya’ll.
    mustangmane

  6. You are an awesome writer!

  7. Amazing blog, mustangmane!! I know how it feels too. I totally agree with you about that, I think all of us have one horse out there who was truly meant for us, if we have found them yet or not.

  8. Lovely blog MustangMane. I understand. I can’t afford it either. I’ve worked hard, but it never seems to be enough. It hurts- and sometimes I really want to just give up and go cry somewhere. And its okay to cry. But in the end, you just can’t give up. Keep looking. Do whatever you can to get to horses Mustang! I’ve tried- and it’s not easy because both of my parents have to work. But I’ve found a theraputic riding center that needs my help, and I’ll get to be around horses! So look up local stables, scour the phone books and the internet. Ask if you can work in exchange for lessons. It will all work out!

  9. Hang in there! Things *will* turn around! When you do get to ride again, you’ll appreciate it even more. And I agree with Rachel Danielle, anything you can do to cut down on lesson costs–definitely look into it.

    I scrubbed tack, groomed horses and mucked stalls in exchange for lessons when I rode.

  10. I wish I could be so hopeful! My mom has only let me ride a horse 5 times and she’d NEVER let me even THINK about jumping if the chance ever arose. Every time I ride a horse it’s a different one so it isn’t like I can get to know a horse, get to be a friend. I can’t even have a puppy!

    But We all have to believe these hard times will end.

  11. Never ever give up this passion. Always find a way to run with the horses. I unfortunalely do not get much of a chance. When I do.. you cannot pull me away until my heart and soul in content. Good Post!

  12. There was one little horse that made me feel…free! His name was East Wind and I only rode him once; for a trail ride with my dad for a brithday present. I road him for only an hour and a half but he was PERFECT! He made me feel like I had ridden all my life! And his gallop was so smooth I didn’t worry about falling at all! We were one; our spirits joined! I miss him and THAT is what made my passion turn to pure, precious, undieing love for horses.