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When it was Tegan’s turn she gave me a panicky look, so I introduced both of us. She’s not really shy or anything, but she does get a bit tongue-tied with new people. When Dannii said she liked my top I felt great ’cos she’s about the coolest girl I’ve ever seen apart from on telly. I love her swishy sideways fringe and the leather bracelets she wears all up her arm. And I love the way she spells her name, too. I’ve been trying out a few different ways of spelling Jess on my hand (and even my full name, Jessica), but it doesn’t really work.
The younger girls are called Summer and Alisha, who are both just 8, and Lola, who is still 7.
Tegan should have slotted in perfectly with them ’cos of being 7 too, but she clung on to me the whole time, even when Sally showed us round the yard and gave us the safety talk. But luckily then Lydia brought her pony out (a gorgeous yellow dun called Twinkle). Tegan fell completely in love with him and forgot I existed!
Then I met my totally gorgeous pony, Jewel. Here’s her profile:
Jess’s Pony Profile
NAME: Jewel
AGE: Sally’s not exactly sure but she thinks about 8.
HEIGHT: 13.2hh
BREED: part-Welsh
COLOUR/MARKINGS: Gorgeous conker-shiny chestnut with a flowing mane and strong white blaze that arches cutely over one of her eyes.
Sally says Jewel came from her friend Western Bob’s ranch as a loan for the final week of last summer. It worked out so well they decided to have her back again this year. She’s only here for a week and I’m the lucky girl who gets to ride her! Sally also mentioned that Jewel is trained as a western pony (although she totally understands what I’m asking for when I ride her the English way, too).
This is who everyone else got paired up with:
All the other girls fell in love with their ponies straight away, just like I did!
Jewel is my perfect pony – really gentle and sweet, with plenty of spirit and stamina. I just know she’s a wild western girl at heart, like me. I’m sure we’ll both love the trail ride!
We had a great time in the assessment lesson, ’cos she’s so easy to ride. We did a long warm-up, with lots of trotting and circles and changes of direction and no stopping for a rest. Sally said we all have to build up stamina for the trail ride, where we’ll be riding for several hours each day. The best bit was when we cantered round to the back of the ride. (Well, me and the older ones did – Tegan and the younger ones just went round in trot again.) We had to make sure we stopped in time so we didn’t spook the pony in front of us. Sally said this will be extra important whenwe’re out in the countryside cantering as a group. The lesson made me even more excited about the trail ride! Oh, I hope we can have lassoes and wear cowboy hats for it, but I don’t suppose we’ll be allowed!
Afterwards, we took our ponies back to the barn and Lydia helped us untack. Once we’d glugged at least two cups of lemon squash each in the kitchen, we hurried back to the yard to find out from Sally what group we’d be in. As I was hoping, I’m in group B with the older ones. That means I should be able to push myself a bit this week. My instructor at home did want me to move up a group last month, but I couldn’t because me and Tegan have to go together (Mum says she can’t drive there and back twice).
We did some yard work before lunch. Bailey was helping me to sweep up, and we were singing that new Sheana song while we wereworking. We had a go at the harmonies and everything – it sounded so cool with Bailey’s American accent.
Tegan finished scrubbing out the feed buckets, as Lydia had asked her to, and then she was just hanging round near me (kind of like she is now, in fact!). So I said, “Hey, why don’t you go and run the barrow up the muck heap with Lola and Alisha?”
Tegan looked over and saw those two collapsing in a heap of giggles while trying to steer the big heavy
When it was Tegan’s turn she gave me a panicky look, so I introduced both of us. She’s not really shy or anything, but she does get a bit tongue-tied with new people. When Dannii said she liked my top I felt great ’cos she’s about the coolest girl I’ve ever seen apart from on telly. I love her swishy sideways fringe and the leather bracelets she wears all up her arm. And I love the way she spells her name, too. I’ve been trying out a few different ways of spelling Jess on my hand (and even my full name, Jessica), but it doesn’t really work.
The younger girls are called Summer and Alisha, who are both just 8, and Lola, who is still 7.
Tegan should have slotted in perfectly with them ’cos of being 7 too, but she clung on to me the whole time, even when Sally showed us round the yard and gave us the safety talk. But luckily then Lydia brought her pony out (a gorgeous yellow dun called Twinkle). Tegan fell completely in love with him and forgot I existed!
Then I met my totally gorgeous pony, Jewel. Here’s her profile:
Jess’s Pony Profile
NAME: Jewel
AGE: Sally’s not exactly sure but she thinks about 8.
HEIGHT: 13.2hh
BREED: part-Welsh
COLOUR/MARKINGS: Gorgeous conker-shiny chestnut with a flowing mane and strong white blaze that arches cutely over one of her eyes.
Sally says Jewel came from her friend Western Bob’s ranch as a loan for the final week of last summer. It worked out so well they decided to have her back again this year. She’s only here for a week and I’m the lucky girl who gets to ride her! Sally also mentioned that Jewel is trained as a western pony (although she totally understands what I’m asking for when I ride her the English way, too).
This is who everyone else got paired up with:
All the other girls fell in love with their ponies straight away, just like I did!
Jewel is my perfect pony – really gentle and sweet, with plenty of spirit and stamina. I just know she’s a wild western girl at heart, like me. I’m sure we’ll both love the trail ride!
We had a great time in the assessment lesson, ’cos she’s so easy to ride. We did a long warm-up, with lots of trotting and circles and changes of direction and no stopping for a rest. Sally said we all have to build up stamina for the trail ride, where we’ll be riding for several hours each day. The best bit was when we cantered round to the back of the ride. (Well, me and the older ones did – Tegan and the younger ones just went round in trot again.) We had to make sure we stopped in time so we didn’t spook the pony in front of us. Sally said this will be extra important whenwe’re out in the countryside cantering as a group. The lesson made me even more excited about the trail ride! Oh, I hope we can have lassoes and wear cowboy hats for it, but I don’t suppose we’ll be allowed!
Afterwards, we took our ponies back to the barn and Lydia helped us untack. Once we’d glugged at least two cups of lemon squash each in the kitchen, we hurried back to the yard to find out from Sally what group we’d be in. As I was hoping, I’m in group B with the older ones. That means I should be able to push myself a bit this week. My instructor at home did want me to move up a group last month, but I couldn’t because me and Tegan have to go together (Mum says she can’t drive there and back twice).
We did some yard work before lunch. Bailey was helping me to sweep up, and we were singing that new Sheana song while we wereworking. We had a go at the harmonies and everything – it sounded so cool with Bailey’s American accent.
Tegan finished scrubbing out the feed buckets, as Lydia had asked her to, and then she was just hanging round near me (kind of like she is now, in fact!). So I said, “Hey, why don’t you go and run the barrow up the muck heap with Lola and Alisha?”
Tegan looked over and saw those two collapsing in a heap of giggles while trying to steer the big heavy
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