Pony Tales
by Sandra Murphy
THE GRANDAUGHTER CHRONICLES:PART V
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Christmas has come and gone and Riding her bicycle with the family But what shined the most was the two
we have dodged the request for a pony. one Saturday, the route took us past children, laying side by side on the grass
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While we know that someday, in the a small family owned place with a in the family back yard watching, at eye
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near future, there will be a pony under couple of stalls, a goat, 3 dogs, several level, the pony munch its way between the
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the tree, this was not the year. She is chickens and a dark gray scruffy pony swing set and the back patio. They would
fascinated with the very thought of with a small child playing with it in laugh at something only 7-8 year olds can
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anything that has a tail and can whinny, the yard. My granddaughter’s pink laugh at, they tickled and played, rolled
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and spends her days trying to figure out bicycle came to a dead stop and she over on their backs and made characters
how, in this life, she could BE a pony! just stared in disbelief. Other than her out of the clouds over head. They shared
An entertaining and interesting chain favorite lesson ride, Razz-ma-Taz, she a candy bar and 2 red Gatorades and
of conversations for adults who love hadn’t taken notice of too many other probably could have stayed there forever
her, and a seven year old who thinks all ponies than him. Personally, other if the evening was not setting in and we
things are possible. than it being a ‘horse’ I don’t know needed to get the bikes back home.
She has made a new friend! Not what caught her eye and made her The ride home was quiet and it was
necessarily a “showing” friend but none stop, but she insists it was this dark obvious she had thoughts running like
the less a very important new person grey, scruffy, scraggly, unclipped, un- trains through her head. Not much was
in her life and one who will remain brushed thing with a child her age on said but she hummed and skipped and
extremely influential forever. She has it. smiled the entire rest of the day and long
met an eight year old who has her very I must say my reaction on the back into the evening.
own pony!! bicycle was “Isn’t that cute, now let’s At bedtime, when I went in to read her
go on!!” the favorite ‘Pink Pony’ book, she put her
Three hours later I was still sitting hands behind her head and said, in an oh
on the fence watching these two so amazing voice, “I am so happy I have
strangers play and converse like they a new friend, and she loves everything
had known each other all their lives. the same way I do. I’m going to take her
My granddaughter had shown the to meet Razz for my next lesson, she will
other little girl how to braid the mane love him too you know! I want her to
and forelock while she herself learned meet all my barn friends.”
how to put flowers in the ponies tail What fascinated me was the
and put the tail in a tail ‘sock’. unconditional, non-judgmental friendship
They worked feverously together that had sprung forth that day between
with a small pair of scissors to trim children who love ponies. There were
the bridle path and fetlocks of the no comparisons, nothing competitive.
scraggy pony. The other child had They were two little girls from different
been captivated about cleaning and neighborhoods and different lifestyles
hanging the bridle in a ‘figure eight’ that simply had one thing in common,
fashion. The girls had exchanged the love of ponies. I learned a lesson
clothing, a pair of breeches for the watching them and I assure you it will
new friend and a ‘pony’ t-shirt for take root and grow when I remember to
mine. The pony had been bathed with check my own judgments and opinions at
dish washing liquid and then mane the door when I meet new people.
and tail conditioned with conditioner As they say..”Out of the mouths of
from the family shower. It indeed babes…”
sparked and shined in the afternoon
sunlight.
A horse gallops with his lung,
Perserveres with his heart,
and wins with his character.
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