GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 18, 2009, 9:00 am

by Miss Morgan, age 12 The feeling of flying, that moment when you feel like you’re in a dream. Nothing else is important. Your hair is trying desperately to break free of your ponytail. The thud of hooves in sync with the beat of your heart fills your ears. The world around you is only faint to your consciousness. You move with the creature beneath you as one. You hold onto the horse with only your legs, the only thing keeping you on the horse. Your hand holds the reins loosely, not holding
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GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 17, 2009, 9:00 am

by Raven, age 13 Crouched like a cat on the temple balcony, I watched as the priest turned to the stone idol and chanted words of worship. I listened and caught some of it… “Praise be to Hien Gala, the Horse God of Nalarag—I shook my head in disgust. The Horse-God? That stone idol held no god and served no purpose than to gather dust. As if that cold stone carving could even capture the wild spirit of the horse. Fools. The priest turned and called something to the guards by the door.
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Bellerophon, Tamer of Pegasus

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 16, 2009, 9:00 am

by Toppyrocks, age 12 I am the grandson of Sisyphus, the cleverest king ever. I am the greatest horse tamer in all of Greece. I can tame any horse that is brought to me. Why, I believe I could even tame Pegasus if I had the chance! There is nothing I would want more than to ride Pegasus, even if it was just once. Pegasus was born when Perseus cut off Medusa’s head when fighting her. Afterward, Pegasus had sprung out of her neck and then flown to Greece. His current caretakers are the nine muses,
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When Horses First Found A Place In My Heart

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 15, 2009, 9:00 am

by Violet Inkpen, age 13 Ever wonder when your love for horses started? I am trying to recall my first memory of loving horses but frankly, I hit a dark wall. I can’t remember ever NOT loving them! Maybe I was born loving them? My mom, as I have mentioned in past blogs, use to love them but is afraid of them now. She never encouraged or pushed the love of horses on me. She doesn’t mind that I love them, but she didn’t in any way say to me when I was little, “This is a horse.
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The Spark That Started the Fire

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 15, 2009, 8:55 am

by Violet Inkpen, age 13 My eyes filled with wonder and awe as I stared at the thing before me. Mommy was cooing to me, as always. Daddy was video taping it all. I ignored them. Slowly I looked the huge animal over, top to bottom, then I reached out a chubby hand and touched the softest nose in the world. The creature blinked gently, breathed in my smell, then gently licked my tiny hand with a massive tongue. I giggled softly, then reached closer and grabbed a fist full of the long mane. It wasn’t
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Strong Will, Strong Heart

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 10:00 pm

by Violet Inkpen, age 13 Cantering forward, jumping the fence, Flicking his ears, bending his neck. Perfect posture, perfect moves, Everything is in a perfect groove. Then comes me on my pinto mare, Her ears pinned back, she doesn’t care. She fights me, wanting to run, But she jumps the fence, she shows everyone. My mare kicks up her heels in glee, She tries to fight, to command me. Although I struggle to keep her calm, We jump together, leaving them in awe. My horse isn’t perfect, not
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Silent Observers

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 9:00 pm

by Rochlia, age 14 Silent observers, they watch and wait Unmoving beauty, so ornate Prancing, peering, statuesque spies They glance through the room with prying eyes Always captive, yet ever free The same position forever to be Yet their minds travel off so far A meadow with mustangs, a blazing star They can go anywhere their hearts can lead And become living steeds But in real life, they sit on a shelf Model horses, not truly themselves Each a replica, a simple bust Standing alone and gathering
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Through The Window

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 8:00 pm

by Jonannah, age 14 When I look out my window, I don’t see much. Just the roof and the bridge light, And things as such. When I look out my window, I see a friendly little neighborhood. I love the place where our house sits, But maybe I’d change a few if I could. When I dream by my window, Horses glow in my eyes. If I could try the country life, I might try it out for size. When I dream by my window, Horses run in a green field. They nicker and neigh, but soon the sun plays my shield. Looking
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The Phantom

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 7:00 pm

by December Rain, age 12 He travels across the land like a fish at sea. He taunts the other horses with his independence As he races past their freedom, stealing fences. He is the magical stallion told about in stories and legends, When he is actually reality. He is the mysterious horse that can be seen, But may not be touched. He dives over logs and leaps over streams. Nothing is impossible for him! He hides his herd safely away in secret valleys, Where not one piece of grass has been trampled
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Second Glance

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 6:00 pm

by Michelle, age 12 Elegant, refined, Begging you to watch. But you’re not listening, Too attracted by the warmbloods, In the next ring over. Catapulting over jumps, Like they own the world. And maybe they do, They’re the most popular, That’s for sure. But we persevere, And we perform. For that bright-eyed, Eager and ready, Little girl. Who sees us, For what we are, Is she the only one? Just as worthy, Just as exciting, And just as amazing. So we wait, For that second glance, With no time
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GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 5:00 pm

by Toppyrocks, age 12 A herd stands together So close to each other They neigh They bray Some are tall And a few a very small The greys The bays Foals jump and play While elders eat hay Some days They all graze When it storms All stay warm They share They care A herd stands together They need each other More to read...The Wild Mustang – Chapter 2100 DaysAsk GHC: Lightning Strikes
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Without Wings

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 4:00 pm

by Miss Morgan, age 12 On her back I fly without wings On her back I hear heaven sing On her back I close my eyes On her back I fly Through her mane I see the world Through her mane I smile Through her mane our hair mixes Through her mane I gaze at the world Running on the countryside we barely touch the ground Running on the countryside I smile at the heaven we found Running on the countryside just me and her Running on the countryside we are gliding of the ground More to read...The Wind Beneath
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Great Jumper

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 3:00 pm

by ddog, age 11 I was a great jumper and I missed a jump. You sent me to slaughter, and for what? We were best friends that no horse could replace. Why did it have to end this way? I will look down at you with love, From the cloudy place above. I now feel that my sorrows are over. The pain and fear is gone, But death was painful for me, I as scared without you beside me when I got hurt. I loved you. Why did it have to end this way? More to read...Great Strides: Healing With HorsesThe Horrors of
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Do Horses Sense Ghosts?

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 13, 2009, 8:10 am

by Peanut, age 9 Hey guys! I want to tell you something… Me and my friend took a ride on this trail. At the side of the trail, there is a creepy old house. No one lives in it and the roof is covered with moss — it’s obviously been abandoned. So we trotted up a little hill, and we were now going in the direction of this house. Our horses had been okay the whole way, until now. We fell off the trail, but we still kept walking. By now we could see the barn. I wasn’t paying enough
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Timetable Terrors

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 12, 2009, 8:00 am

by DianaLUV♥, age 12 If you own/rent a horse and you have a super busy timetable, you can find it hard to squeeze things in. I am lucky enough to have parents who will give up time on Saturday mornings to bring me to my riding lesson, where I attempt to fill my desire of horses for the week ahead. If you have long school hours and extra activities (besides horse riding), then you may want to take a look at how to fit in an hour and a half or more for spending time with that special animal… 1)
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War Horse

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 11, 2009, 8:00 am

by Pal’s Pal, age 11 War horse Oh war horse Your power and strength Your love and your faith Your movements of grace War horse Oh war horse They surely owe you No thank you or please on the battlefield War horse Oh war horse Please do stay safe What did you do to deserve such a place? One day I do promise You will be free War horse Oh war horse You’ve fought you last fight War horse Oh war horse Walk toward the light War horse Oh grand war horse Your soul shan’t be forgotten War
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A World Without Horses

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 10, 2009, 8:00 am

by Violet Inkpen, age 13 Dark are the days There is only night No happiness or joy No horses, no light A world without horses It would be so bad! No one to be a friend When I am feeling sad No one to pick you up when you fall on your face To get you back in the saddle To regain your grace No one to teach you To be strong and proud To jump over life’s obstacles To have fun and be loud Life without horses There is no beauty to see No galloping hooves No laughing, you see? Horses are great Horses
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GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 9, 2009, 8:00 am

Welcome to the INTERACTIVE VIEW, an interview where *YOU* ask the questions. Please welcome horse girl and author Alison Hart with a friendly chorus of nickers. Ms. Hart will respond to your questions from now until Friday November 13th. To get started, read the intro and instructions below. Have fun! Intro by Jonannah, age 14 ALISON HART is a Virginia author who also loves to ride horses. She is the author of more than 20 mysteries and historical suspense novels. The first being The Wild Dog,
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GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 9, 2009, 7:10 am

by Raven, age 13 I’ve never been a really outgoing person. I don’t like looking strangers in the eye and I sit by myself a lot at meetings. I don’t talk a lot to people I don’t know well and I tend to be really shy. I mostly let others take charge and I’m content to follow. Then I started doing horses, and I discovered that I had to take charge of this thousand pound walking muscle. I had to be assertive and confident. I still have to work on it, even after seven months. Mickey, the horse
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GHC Theme Song by Peanut

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 8, 2009, 8:00 am

Special thanks to talented equine photographer Bob Langrish for giving permission for children to use his website photographs for virtual horse sites as long as the copyright © symbol remains on the pictures. You can learn more about Bob Langrish at BobLangrish.com. More to read...GHC Theme Song: Take TwoPrarie Song
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