Post by Sadie Smith on Nov 7, 2015 0:10:18 GMT -5
A sixteen year old girl and her instructor sat at the side of the small corral, watching horses go by. Different breeds and colors, shapes and sizes. They were looking for a horse that the girl could retrain herself as a project in her down time. She was competing in the Junior Equitation with a horse owned by her father’s racing stable. She was hoping to find something that she would be able to turn into a show jumper. She also had two more years to do the junior equitation so if she could take one of these lowly horses and turn it into something great, that would jumpstart her career.
“I’d like to find something for the jumpers,” she said to her instructor, glancing at a couple of the thoroughbreds that were lined up by the fence.
“Either that or we could find you something you can turn around for the Eq. That would really jump start your career as a trainer.
“I’d like to find something for the jumpers,” she said to her instructor, glancing at a couple of the thoroughbreds that were lined up by the fence.
“Either that or we could find you something you can turn around for the Eq. That would really jump start your career as a trainer.