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
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