I started going horse riding on Saturday 12.9.09.
I rode a horse called Dave on my first and second
times there. On my second time my leader (who leads the horse) said that if I kept on riding Dave
I would be a great horse-rider when I got older.
Unfortunately I rode Coco on my third time and
Gem on my fourth. But luckily, on my fifth lesson,
I was with Dave again.
On my sixth lesson, my Nana and Grandpa took me. I rode Mowgli on that lesson, but I didn’t really
like him that much.
The next week was Halloween, so there was no
Horse-riding. But the week after that
I was with Dave again!
Disaster struck! I was getting my helmet on when
I heard that the people who owned Dave were going to sell him! I rode him that day and when
I got home I cried for twenty minutes in my bedroom. It was probably the last time I will ever see Dave again. Bye Dave!
By Alice 5ZJ