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  1. #1
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    I believed
    1) a bleck stallion was the right horse for me.
    2) A warmblood was any horse that wasn't hot (tb or arab) or cold (draft breed).
    3) If I couldn't have a black stallion then I would get a foal and I would train her myself. I had been taking lessons once a week for 2 years - I was ready.

    Every once in a while I remember things I used to know - some of it I still know - and some of it is flat out wrong http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...on_biggrin.gif



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    I believed
    1) a bleck stallion was the right horse for me.
    2) A warmblood was any horse that wasn't hot (tb or arab) or cold (draft breed).
    3) If I couldn't have a black stallion then I would get a foal and I would train her myself. I had been taking lessons once a week for 2 years - I was ready.

    Every once in a while I remember things I used to know - some of it I still know - and some of it is flat out wrong http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...on_biggrin.gif



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    When I was in grade 2, in Toronto, (in 1963) I told my teacher that I was going to be a farmer when I grew up, and I was going to have all kinds of horses. I was right!

    less hard work, more fine dining.
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    If guys can do it, how hard can it be?

    LESS HARD WORK, MORE FINE DINING!™
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  4. #4
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    When I was 12, my dad bought me my first horse for $500 with a bonus he got. I was so happy.

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    "I NOW INFORM YOU THAT YOU ARE TOO FAR FROM REALITY."
    Mohammed Saeed al-Sahaf, Iraqi Minister of Information

    "Life ain't certain...ride your best horse first." Unknown

    "If you have the time, spend it. If you have a hand, lend it. If you have the money, give it. If you have a heart, share it." by me



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    Before I was 12, I was allowed up to my grandfather's bedroom where he was recovering from a stroke. He scared me...I walked over to the window and looking out on his farm, asked him if he was going to die. I heard his voice say,"I don't know; why?" I said, "If you die, would you let me have this farm? I love it so."
    I remember him laughing so hard the adults outside the room rushed in.

    My grandmother bought my first horse when I was in the eigth grade. She facilitated a process encouraged by my mother.

    Such loving, loving memories...
    prayers continue, June

    "The world's greatest achievements often happen on the edge of chaos"
    \"The world\'s greatest achievements often happen on the edge of chaos\"



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    <BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Anyplace Farm:
    When I was 12, my dad bought me my first horse for $500 with a bonus he got. I was so happy.

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    "I NOW INFORM YOU THAT YOU ARE TOO FAR FROM REALITY."
    Mohammed Saeed al-Sahaf, Iraqi Minister of Information

    "Life ain't certain...ride your best horse first." Unknown
    <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>

    LOL....when I was 12 my dad bought me a $400 horse. Looks like your dad got a bigger bonus than mine! http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...on_biggrin.gif



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    I started showing in short stirrup even though I was like a foot taller than the average SS kid. (But then again that was only 2 years ago!)

    ~~~~~~~Samantha~~~~~~~

    Hide Your Heart aka ELI

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    "The real me is a Southern girl, with the Levi's on and an open heart" ~ Jessica Simpson



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    When I was not quite four, what I wanted for my birthday was a Big Black Horse named "Jooch" (I have no idea where I got that name from). I think he was supposed to have a white mane and tail. As we lived in what then was Outer Suburbia, my Aunt asked where I was going to keep him. I had seen my dad do some woodworking projects and knew we kept stuff in the basement. So I told my Aunt, without a second thought that I would keep him in the basement.

    Founder and president of the No-Legged Rider Clique
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    When I was 12 I wore a bandana on my head like a headband that trailed over the back of my head when I went to the barn b/c I had seen a picture of a girl in a British horse manual mucking stalls who was wearing one. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...n_rolleyes.gif I imagine I looked like a doofus.



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    When I was 12, I also got my first horse. Again, $400 dollars. Turned out to be a nice show horse, with some work and love. Still have him, spoiled rotten, thinking he runs the farm.

    "I never play horseshoes 'cause Mother taught us not to throw our clothes around," ~ Mr. Ed
    \"I never play horseshoes \'cause Mother taught us not to throw our clothes around,\" ~ Mr. Ed



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    When I was twelve a girl at my class teased me because my blue sweater was COVERED in white horse hairs. It was actually kind of funny at the time, because I hadn't noticed when I put on the sweater.



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    when I was 12: my pony was my car.
    My friend's pony was her car.
    We rode everywhere, 'o'er hill and dale'
    rain, snow, sunshine, thunder and lightning sunrise to dusk, and even in the dark. Through the woods, over streams, to the candy store, across golf courses http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...s/icon_eek.gif
    we had such good times....
    if only we could be twelve forever ....

    Born Again Equestrian



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    When I was 12 I was lucky enough to be "retraining" an abused Arab that a friend lent me for the summer. I hadn't ridden at all for 3 years (although had ridden extensively from ages 3-8).

    I thought that the girls who were allowed to canter unsupervised on trail rides and who bragged of jumping up to 3'6" (although I later discovered this was a mighty exaggeration) were uber-cool.

    I remember the early days of the "retraining" project, when I was trotting faster and faster, getting ready to canter, into the corner, and yelling out to the instructor, "what do I do with my legs?" http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...on_biggrin.gif (Obviously hadn't grasped the concept of riding from your legs yet).

    I fell off at the local horse show while I was riding him bareback with a halter and letting him eat the grass - the rope wasn't long enough http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...icon_smile.gif

    And I thought that the "super-fancy" horses at the local show were really in the top echelon of the world's horses - wow, to be able to afford a $15,000 horse. You'd have to be a millionaire http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c.../icon_wink.gif

    Blugal

    Anything easy has its cost. -Barenaked Ladies
    Blugal

    You never know what kind of obsessive compulsive crazy person you are until another person imitates your behaviour at a three-day. --Gry2Yng



  14. #14
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    When I was 12....

    I stopped riding my favorite school horse as much when he stopped doing jumping lessons (at 30 http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...icon_smile.gif) This was after I did my first lesson-horse show on him - I rode him in all three classes and won all three. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...on_biggrin.gif

    I went to a 3 week summer camp at Stonleigh Burnham and fell in love with this big chestnut gelding named Rocky. (I don't know why, I couldn't really ride him. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...n_confused.gif I guess its the 12 year old http://chronicleforums.com/images/cu...milies/yes.gif)

    I came home and my favorite school horse had a stroke that fall and was put down. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...icon_frown.gif http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...icon_frown.gif http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...icon_frown.gif I miss him soo much!

    And then I got my first horse the day before I turned 13. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...on_biggrin.gif A lot happened when I was 12!



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    When I was twelve my friend and I had ponies...and we would play "jousting" in the field in front of our farm.
    Our joust consisted of standing at opposite ends of the field, and then charging our ponies at eachother (really a jarring trot--these were serious ponies). At the middle, we would whip eachother with our dressage whips...and often fall off in fits of laughter. Our ponies would turn their backs to us and graze.



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    When I was 12....I sat in my closet with the Thesaurus and came up with show names for the horses I would someday have.

    I still don't have one of my own, but MAN has that list grown impressively.

    (890 names, to be exact. It's on Microsoft Access. I'm high end, baby.)

    Rebecca and Merritt's Crew (Cruiser)
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    When I was 12...

    I had a paper route to pay for riding lessons.

    I'd whisper to the school pony (Blaze) that we'd canter out of that ring and across the fields...

    I moved from the riding lesson package at the nearby ranch to half-leasing an ancient, spunky pony, and thought I was on top of the world. I fell off him the first time I rode outside the ring, because I didn't know how to get to the bottom of the long hill I walked him up!

    And, Pirateer, I also had a huge list (700?) of horse names in a "horse journal" I kept--still have it somewhere. I'd also copy whole chapters from books, on everything from common health problems of the horse to beet pulp/linseed recipes! http://chronicleforums.com/images/cu...s/winkgrin.gif
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    When I was twelve, I had only been taking lessons for a year, and had a wonderful instructor. If only I'd known the crappy instruction that lay ahead and could have done something about it. Live and learn, right?

    Danya



  19. #19
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    When I was 12, I wanted a horse desperately. We lived in town and had a large back yard, I was convinced that my parents were being cruel because they wouldn't let me have one in the back yard.

    However, my best friend lived on a farm and had 3 horses (Buckskin, King, and Lightening). They were never ridden, 2 were huge, mean, wild things. The 3rd (Lightening) was a half-dead little gray thing (of course he was the one I would ride). She hated riding, so I would have to beg her ! I will always remember her advice (remember we're 12) when we would venture into the pasture to catch these horses (they were in pasture with several cows). She would say "If a cow chases you hug a tree, if the horses chase you run like hell". I would walk through that pasture plastered to her side reciting in my mind and shaking like a leaf "If a cow chases you hug a tree, if a horse chases you run like hell"!!
    Now at 40, I've decided to take lessons, for the first time, with my daughter (10). On the first trip to the barn, I sat in the car and said to myself "If a cow chases you hug a tree, if a horse chases you run like hell" !! I hadn't thought of that in years and it really gave me a good laugh !



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    When I was 8, my parents told me we were moving, which made me very upset because I didn't want to leave my friends. So I said I wasn't going. http://chronicleforums.com/images/custom_smilies/no.gif

    Then they told me that there was a stable around the corner from the new house and that I could take lessons there. End of story, I packed my bags!

    I had my very first riding lesson there on a fat Chestnut shetland pony named Little Trooper. I was so small that they had to roll my stirrup leathers TWICE! http://chronicleforums.com/images/cu...milies/yes.gif

    Them were the days!!!



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