So every other week T has a riding lesson for an hour on a Sunday. She’s been riding for a year and a half now and loves it. We have good weeks and bad weeks, some days the ponies just listen more than others. Some days she has better technique, others she’s jumpy and so is the pony.
Not long after we started she was out on a hack while we waited at the yard and when she came back she looked sad, the instructor said she had fallen off when the pony got spooked by a bird but they were only walking along and she got straight back on. She was ok once we got home, a couple of bruises but it didn’t affect her coming back.
A few months later and they had learnt to do a ’round the world’ on the back of the pony. While the pony was standing still and she was turning round she slid off and fell onto her bum with a bump! We had a few tears but she got back on and carried on.
Since then we have had a few tears in a few lessons when her pony is being naughty or she can’t remember where she is meant to be going but she carries on and all is forgotten by the time the next lesson comes around.
Today she had a great little hack outside in the sunshine at the start of the lesson then they came back and went into the school. T had the biggest grin on her face as she went in, she really was enjoying herself today. There was a group of 5 of them and so they took it in turns to canter round the school, past the rest of the ride and round to the back. T was going so well and until just before the last corner she lost her stirrup and started to slide to the left. Her teacher saw it happen and shouted to her to hold on but gravity took hold and she slid right off the side onto the ground with a thump. That noise went right through me, my heart skipped a beat and I got a lump in my throat. I immediately got a step closer to the school but then stopped. The teacher had picked her up and was making her bend her leg in small movements. She had stopped crying and had started to take small steps towards her pony that was standing there waiting for her. Then before I knew it she was back on and walking round the school again.
It was so hard in that moment not to open the gate and not run in but I know if I had she would never have got back on. I had a pang of guilt, my little girl just fell off her horse at speed and I didn’t even go and pick her up.
She’s now home and fine. We had some cuddles and and told her how proud of her we were for getting back on. I guess this is just the hobby we are into, I will see falls and she will get back on. I’m sure it will never get any easier to watch though.
A slightly happier face 2 weeks ago.