Breaking Free

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on April 28, 2011, 12:42 pm


Story by DragonRider, age 12 | Illustration by Tasha, age 16 One day there was a horse tied by a sturdy but worn rope to a post in the middle of a fenced off field. Little pink and white flowers dotted the field and a few bees buzzed above them, minding their own business. The sky was a bright blue with a few puffy white clouds and a light breeze blew through the field, ruffling the grass and scattering the bees. But the young mare did not look very happy. She was a light grey, almost white, with
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Poll: What’s Your Story Inspiration?

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on April 21, 2011, 1:46 pm


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Finding and Editing Horse Images

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on April 7, 2011, 1:37 pm


For those of you who would like to participate in Part 1 of our Every Picture Tells a Story contest but aren’t sure where to start, I wanted to provide some links to free source images and online editing tools. We’ve already received some good submissions, and I hope these resources inspire more! Remember: If a photo is taken by someone other than you — even if it’s available for use — don’t submit it unless you alter it in a way that makes it original and uniquely
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Contest: Every Picture Tells a Story

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on April 2, 2011, 2:38 pm


Inspired by our Every Picture Tells a Story contest back in 2007, this new contest has a fun twist that involves collaboration and competition. The event has three parts, and the first part starts now! Please read below for details and instructions, and check back periodically for updates throughout the contest. PART 1. SUBMISSIONS ARE OPEN until Sunday April 17th at 6pm PT for horse artwork, photos or photo illustrations created by you. Entries will be posted  in the Gallery starting Monday,
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REVIEW: Sundancer by Shelley Peterson

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 28, 2011, 1:00 pm


by Toppyrocks, age 14 Ever wish you could talk to animals, and have them actually understand you? Well, Bird can. When a magnificent horse arrives at Saddle Creek Farm, Bird is instantly intrigued. But he’s got a problem (or rather, a whole load of problems) and so does she. While Bird can talk to animals, she doesn’t talk to people. Ever since she was six and her mother left her to be raised by her aunt, Bird hasn’t uttered a single word. Sundancer, on the other hand, speaks perfectly fine.
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March 26th: Last Call & Spring Contest!

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 26, 2011, 7:40 pm


YAY FOR SPRING! Although it may not feel like it in your little corner of the real world, spring has officially sprung at GHC and we’re sowing the seeds for a new activity to help your creativity blossom. Inspired by our Every Picture Tells a Story contest back in 2007, we’re planning something similar with a fun twist that involves collaboration and competition. The activity will have three parts: PART 1. Submissions will open for horse artwork, photos or photo illustrations created
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If Only They Knew

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 24, 2011, 11:01 am


by HorsesForever, age 11 They say it’s a just hobby, That it doesn’t make sense, That for my love I’m crazy, But if only they knew… The way the sight of a galloping horse Makes your heart flutter, The way it does yours. Perhaps they just don’t feel it. They can’t see what we do. They believe with time we’ll quit But if only they knew… The joy a horse can give As it thunders, drumming its hooves. It’s not a sport, but a way to live. The look
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Rainbow Tears

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 22, 2011, 11:00 am


by HorseWings, age 15 I feel the warm back of a bay horse, Running swiftly under me, I look ahead, between her ears, At the paths that wind on endlessly. I feel her soft mane brushing, Up against my face, I lean upon her neck, Ready for a race, The paths they keep on changing, But I don’t care a bit, Sometimes the sun is shining, Sometimes the stars are it. There’s something magical, About this bond, this place, this time, And suddenly, I wake, And find that I am crying. I pull Lilly
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The Bigger Picture

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 20, 2011, 4:03 pm


Here at the GHC blog, we support young horse girls with a platform for their writing talent and volunteers who offer their  expertise to showcase that talent. Our Submission Guide has information about the publishing process and tips for how to submit work that gets the attention of editors. But did you ever wonder how we think about what gets published from a bigger picture perspective? Well, now’s your chance to get a bit of history and information about our editorial process… VARIETY
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This is Ours

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 19, 2011, 2:48 pm


by Madelaina, age 15 I see you’re waiting, The top of your mane radiating With the wealth of the sunset, And the swishing of your tail Guiding the slight breeze. I see you want to run. I cannot run, my legs are tamed, But my crutches can’t dictate how far I go. I grab for no halter, nor any rope, Nothing but your neck and some flaxen strands. And then, we simply walk. We pace down no beach, No thriving field, No forest speckled gold, Just the paddock lane. But we will be flawless – No
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Wild

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 17, 2011, 9:00 am


by caroline, age 12 Dance little one, Dance. Before the moon goes down, Leap. Before you’re caught and held, Run. While your mother gallops, Sing. As you know we love you, Flee. While you still know freedom, dance. * * * * * Source photo: Steve Corey More to read...Wild, Day and Night Fighter
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A Life Worth Fighting For

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 15, 2011, 9:00 am


by Evonyflyer, age 13 Just one last breath That’s all I ask, that’s all I ask Just one last ride through those emerald hills That’s all I ask, that’s all I ask Just one more opportunity That’s all I ask, that’s all I ask Just so I can prove myself to you That’s all I ask, that’s all I ask I was born to be free Just let me survive That’s all I ask, that’s all I ask More to read...Keep Fighting Such Is Your Life Filipina
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The Anthem of a Dream

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 14, 2011, 9:01 am


by XDDXDD, age 11 My horse I love isn’t real, But just imagined in my head And if I try hard enough I can feel Us riding, flying and moving at a tread You leave hoof marks in the sand With my foot prints side by side The rope you’re on is enclosed in my hand And your head is held high with pride When my imagination and reality collide I’ll be ready for you to come And I’ll be waiting on the other side And I’ll be saying our anthem I’ve been waiting for you all my life long And
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Horse Whisperer

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 13, 2011, 10:01 am


by Keely, age 11 When I ride I see through a horse, rather than skin deep. We gallop through pastures and canter through trails. We stop at the nearest creek and share blackberries beside it. How beautiful nature is! We continue our ride and the horse knows what I want to ask, so the Quarter Horse quickly canters. We go home and prepare for the show. The judges look to see who has the best seat and lope. The dazzle and shine as the Western costumes sparkle with beauty and elegance, the horses wear
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Little Pony

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 12, 2011, 3:41 pm


by adventurehorse, age 9 Tiny little hooves pounding a beat, Hooves daintier than human feet, Small saddle sat on her back, Lunge whip hits her thigh with a microscopic crack, Breaking a sweat at only 10 steps, If Little Pony was a race-horse she would not get one bet, She cowers in her stable, All alone, Scared of the ring of a stable hand’s phone, But when she gets a kiss, She gets through all this!
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Winged Horses

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 11, 2011, 10:00 am


by HorseWings, age 15 CHAPTER 1 The Glowberries were swaying on their tall stalks again; as the early fall wind blew across them. Alyss looked out over the plantation. Soon it would be harvest time. Both the boy and the girl slaves would have to help with the harvest. The boys always got the brunt of the hard, hot work though. Alyss knew that after only half a day’s work in the fields, she and the other girl and woman slaves would be going inside working on preserves, sugared berries, canned and
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Freedom Rings

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 9, 2011, 10:00 am


by ddog777, age 13 Freedom rings, Freedom calls, But what do horses have to do with it at all? They led battle in any war at all, Until their last great fall. They carried sick, They carried dead, Where families would meet with great dread. Across enemy lines, they poured, To give news about the one true Lord. They gave their countries all they had, Till they died because times were too bad. More to read...Rejoice in Freedom Freedom What I Call Freedom
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Soaring

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 8, 2011, 10:00 am


by Icehorse, age 13 When I’m on my horse It seems as if we’re flying Like we cannot be separated We are soaring Over the puffy white clouds Together As one We fly When I dismount I feel as if I must get on Because we need to finish our journey Across the amazing blue sky
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The Beginning

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 7, 2011, 10:00 am


by Luckyhorseshoe, age 9 I never got to know you at first Now I do, and with joy my heart has burst Together our bond will grow I do my best to care for you Now I know my heart is true Finally our friendship has begun More to read...A Bond That’s Hard To Break
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Such Is Your Life

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on March 6, 2011, 12:30 pm


by Julie, age 17 You will pick up the reins, your heart fluttering with excitement. When you use your hands, you will jerk the reins too hard. Your horse, irritated with you, will swish his tail and toss his head. You will apologize by letting go, by releasing, and your horse will thank you. He will trot forward. You will be expected to stand up in “two-point” position, But your body will protest this ungodly physical effort, And your legs will shake, And the first few times you will only be
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