Dumped off...but got back on!

was about nine when I went to my first horse camp at Camp Ketcha and it was my second day there.  I was obsessed with horses and all I wanted to do was be around them.  I was riding a cute little pinto named Splash around the ring (I think it was bareback) and I remember Splash started to trot and then canter.  I was so freaked I grabbed his mane.  And then I felt my whole weight slide to one side and soon I was on the arena floor! The instructor came over and asked me if I was okay.  Miraculoulsly I was and I got back on the horse.  And I still keep riding because I love horses so much!

Eda, age 11